Текст песни CLOCKWORK - Infinite Disease

Nah, I be hearing like
Everyone's like, 'you can do better, you can, you can, psh, improve'
I'm like man, man, shut the fuck up, matter of fact

Pyrex holding temp 325 plus
Chinese zodiac keeps liquid warmer
Cloud raised apestoned
Like, the son off triple glazed Homers
Peaches need more Whitney, less cream
Less cream
Five hunnid thousand pink grams in the blunt
Breaking guts down just for the lungs
Carpools deprived just sitting waiting for the clinic
RIP to scenics
RIP to heathens
RIP to reason

Antkind, queen dishing up the dimes like Willie Wise
And it's still all love
O.P.P pussy on they last life
Counter strike, no revives with the pilgrim zombies
You can never harm me
Devour my other other brains as you fellate
'Cause you sucias can never harm me, nope
Y'all softer than the dude dressed as Barnie, not rocking Barneys
Grateful for all them junkies who help me feed my family
What, like what, what, what, what
Like what, what, what, what

Skinned, looking A Scanner Darkly
Perfect with the roast
Recipe equates to juiciest smoke
Muah with the chefs kiss, mwah
This serated blade slice into ya
Sip this Pinot as you lick my toes, brown nose
Here for the night cap toast
Woo!
You could diss all you like, you'll never come close, never
Push up, if it ain't love and reps with the sets
You know, I know, we never was close
(Do you know that? I know that)
Pearls in my wallet, crusty with the coast
Y'all small, plankton, amoeba, algae
On these beach clothes
Sunrise they want me to be more cold
Sunsets with the Tin Man
They ain't built em as heartless as me before
Suggest not a living soul fuck with me
Unless they want their heart broke
Surf's up, keep waddling, waddle

Penetrating civilians on banana boat's
Goo Lagoon, doing the most
We gon' pull up like less jumper
You flopped, take your free throws
Hoes Meet Hoes, revolutionary with the Pringle's
(With the chips?!)
Your corner waiting on something to happen
Like the slinky going up on a incl-
Inklings tell who twinkle
You sit down bitch when you fucking tinkle
You asked for some nudes
FBI cried when they seen't yours
(Ugh!)

Anonymous married with family
Closest they'll come to this is speed dating
With the singles
ID continues to be the antithesis
In the age of more singles

When the world needed him most, it's advised to say
I'm the closest thing you'll get to your wife as she leaves you
You a cappin', Captain, keep pleasing them sheeple
Big 86'd, see how badly they fucking leave you

If I'm a bot, my auto tunes help me sing
Different breed, doing this to honor angelic wings
Empath excuses like, nobody bother me
Nobody bother me, please

Disheveled Man, don't listen to nobody but we
Bald headed eagle swoop in like it's nothin'
Dealing smack out the alley, cut it with some Prussian
What the consumer don't know, prove they just settling for bumpkin
He and his droogs bust a mission, sipping White Russian
Not a sovie or a commie but my uncle really is a dope russian
Laced the husk with masa, how can't they run it, run it

Thizzled Man pull on scrunchy, now that fucking pussy bussin
Break of dawn, roosting 'till chicken get to clucking
Too late for luncheon
What kind of bag would you like today?
Rubber or plastic?
In memory on the casket
Dead
Pallbearers blow backs out, time equates to money
Monetize your hobbies
Students gon' say, fuck it
Duck walk, duck walk, duck walk
How funky is that chicken, staff sergeant?
How loose is Mother Goose?
So many fish in the sea, can't be thirsty
Commandeering these requiems for his hunger
High off jelly, posted Goo Lagoon
Clip the noose, six pack make Crush snooze
Gonna get it by any means
My, my, my, my, my, my way, my way
I mean is there any other way?
I just wanna know

Pussies ain't got no composure, they over there leaking
Sired the crotch wet with redundancies
Phones all tapped
Murking these scream queens
The man counts to ID while they hid
Oogey icky maggots picking they boogeys complaining, scrolling on ROKU
They couldn't have ever thought of that movie

If I'm Michael Myers, I'll kill 'em right after they shoot me
No stops, don't stop!
This is all been set in the motion
What they need to do
Is go past the block, finish something productive
(Tell it, tell it)
Like, go save me some ocean
I'm boating even on the dry land
Plot twist: I'm also the fire sail

Worrying about someone else's schematic
Shows that they are indeed actresses
You want the blueprint?
Bootlick on HOV, then
See if that was the magic trick
And if that don't work you'll always have this slot available
Tossing these other salads, kid

It's a true crime, it's a true crime
True, true crime, it's a true, true crime

Now, I'm Woody
You could be Michelle Monaghan
Taped seals closed case true tusks
Like strut with a monolith's taste
Whole safe trace depth levels equate
To leather bound books and rich mahogany
Dadario walks in screaming, stop hogging him
Reality of the fact is steady bathing my crown
With hubbubs and pornography
Categorical favoritism to the PAWGns, man
Let this nine blow back
Cardio run these streets for the low with the audio
Ebony princess tell that schmuck adios
Sprayed at your noggin fully auttod then
Lennie Small with the crypt
(Fuck with me!)
Leave ya dusted like the grandparent's ottomans

With dub I-P barrios
Infinite Disease is uncensored
They uncomfortable with the routine
You apes glued to the cosmopolitan
City going crazy asking, who even fathered him?
(Who did that?)
I Am What I Am
Stamina healthy for the cardio
Sir, word to Solomon

'Cause when I need someone to hold
Hey, baby, you're right here to hold me
Leaches got too noticeable
The at mehs really bothered them
(Oohwee, girl)
Screenshots is for pussy
(When I need someone to kiss)
Only fans allowed to swallow me
(You're right here to kiss me)
Baked in bread, they inbred
(When I want someone to understand me)
Only one confronting fake knowing damn well
(Your love don't resist me)
They all thought I wouldn't show face
That's why they glad I'm the poppa
(You're here)
Dunking they ass up in the water then
('Cause when I need someone to hold)
Local church, see me up at the hill about 11:30
(Baby, you're right here to hold me)
Blessings in the skies
Nimbus clouds wasn't expected
Everything is fucked up
(When I need someone to kiss)
This party I just donnered it
(You're right here to kiss me)
Fantastical Voyage, slow down
(When I)
Can't
(Want someone to understand me)
We just bodied them
Matthew McCounaghey
(Your love don't resist me)
Historic moments, bitch
(You're still here, still here)
Archive us in the Smithsonian
Your love, baby, still here
I've got to have your love