Antitune - Draft 04 lyrics

I vote we smoke and make the madness stop, amble in this tar, deposit mastodons It's ebony and ivory that master wants, do not dance the jawn and shuck That jive is tied to tryptophan, they sleep my G? I peeped That's why my peeps put thrax on ceiling fans, so breathe in peace The snow you sneeze is seasonal with climate shifts, these eyes persist To find the slits and hiss betwixt the finance slips The finest print, you mind, and whiff the sh**, lupine My senses howl, bow before this cowl breaks And canines feast on rattlesnakes There's basilisks in my cabinet, there's serpents in my ballot box I vote we smoke and make the madness stop My vision 20/20, I rock these spectacles just so my lasers don't cut these honies Exchanging dangerous gazes, laughing like they know me, funny And if they know me, lucky, they could pa** a dutch, Imma smoke then I'm ghost I don't f** with these hoes and you know I'm a nice guy normally but Normally bu*t of the joke what I be, stunt socially dumb cause I'm done with ya breed Cause you're used, bait at the gates for the fools to consume/ slap on the wrist Tryna challenge the kid in the ring with that Loose kung fu/ wing chun smack How the water adapt to a pool, fluid in fact get ya blacks and your blues/ Call your ma**euse and the prime time news, tell em Nameless is dangerous Gracing the loops, I'm a rube with the streak of a loser, a hoosier Binging at Hooters, tryna make shmoves in the booth---- [Insert idealized rant about being distracted by temporary vices, like attractive women and excessive consumption of marijuana, so as to avert the gaze of the very deliberate injustices that exist in the world on a day to day basis] There's basilisks in my cabinet, there's serpents in my ballot box I vote we smoke and make the madness stop