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Magazine - Crown hutch Lyrics

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over-stepping in bounds what’s been allowed of me/
if you could wanna punch me you could be proud of me, yeah/
distilled -ss apples always spill out of me/
and these sucka mothaf-ckas wanna hug and love me/

hula hooped to jukebox stocked with vinyls/
i broke into the crime lab and i stabbed your spinals/
praise be allah, i’m trying to eat your children/
phil jackson showerin, and i will and still grin/
militantly pleasant, i appear as a peasant/
my mouth i guess she says is always bent in a crescent/

one iota more pristine, i’m ayatollah pensacola/
you young computer troller, i’m the camp comptroller/

haunt restaurants/ so you can live to seat me/
i’m crunchy, trust me, you don’t wanna eat me/
i wanna meet people that don’t wanna meet me/
stalker-thousand-feet, mysp-ce-delete me/

i’m glad that you can tell whether or not i’m alive/

i’m glad that you can tell whether or not i’m alive/
everything is cool, nothing is cool/

i’m your narcoleptic brother/ mother hen of em all/
and i got the stethoscopic means to the other end of the vault/
and i know you can’t see me, i’m ahead of em all, and you’re behind em all, let me rewind the wall/

b-tch, d-mn straight i can align the dinnerplate/
f-ck are you thinking? i designed the interfaced/

a puerto rican sin committee after dinner mint/
spinning on your lips and you can’t tell if it’s winter-mint/

you’re a book spine/ and i unwinded the bindings/
cracked windshield, archeological findings/

i’m a stop-and-go rest-stop program-on-your-desktop/
you’re cheap-skate spring break sweepstakes models
ask if when the shoot’s through do you keep the bottles/

adhesive throttle/ with a gravity issue/
my head sooted, led-footed make you wish you were hutch

i’m glad that you can tell whether or not i’m alive/

i’m glad that you can tell whether or not i’m alive/
everything is cool, nothing is cool/

graffiti in your math book and pastel pterodactyls/
delegated in fractals/
b.y.o. terabytes night/ welcome d.i.y. die conference

winced at the clover prince/ over since the glints splintered/
winter before last past/
turkish gl-ss slashing p-ssing gl-ss-cut busts of my brother’s -ss/
splashing in the infrastructure seltzer/

what’s your last wish?/
rubber-covered hovercraft bus, idling desert dust/

we must beware the asian-crustacean-cool-clubkid thumpin somethin/
slumpin-dungeon-b-sskick is basic and i open faces crustless/
was this what the bumpkin was thumpin/
thumbless i leave no thumbprints/
jumpin hurdles/ leavin fences defenseless as turtles

tutus/ bruised fruit/ brain-lames of the same name: lame brain
dinner dates/ ankle weights, weak legs/

pegs on an axis practice and -ssess access/ dot dot dot/ in your ear

denied great dane eyes/ computerized hawaii thighs facilitate b-n-r-risings/
island spies wind the miser winding budweiser-truths/
i’m in the booth/
lies grinding on the ground/ pounding up from down-
pounding up from down town/
pounding down from down town/
astounding b-sset hound headquarters/

spilt raw milk spoils split between encryptment coder’s daughters and they’re honored/
i don’t give a f-ck i’m actually also honored/

that magazine had a map in it, hutch, that magazine had a map/
that magazine had a ma- oh, b-tch that was a map/
that maga- no, b-tch that was a map/
that magazine had a magazine in it, hutch/
b-tch that was a map/
that magazine had a little map of a magazine/
sh-t, no dude/ but b-tch that was a map/

i think i’m way down and i think i’m way down dirt/
suckas searchin for work/ i’m f-ckin stuck in kentucky hurt/
my belt unbuckled ugly and i’m lucky i f-ck/
you’re lucky you suck/
alright time is up/
hutch/

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