Smut Peddlers - Medicated Minutes lyrics

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Smut Peddlers - Medicated Minutes lyrics

[eon] I stalk down the block, grabbin my jock Scratch co*ks while i dot for my red light stop Dead right hobbes i write rhymes for a livin Hid my misgivings from my brain was still mssing [cage] Read and study while my boots muddy So f**in filthy an avirex bu*ters look bummy Think out loud, cause i'm allowed, to stage dive in a crowd Of cannibals about to spit across my eyebrow [eon] Now god blessed me with abnormal tendencies And granted clemency for illegal chemistry Ain't worth your weight in molecular structure Out of work like jfk jr.'s flight instructor [cage] Went, lookin for exits, and tried to get my head fixed Slept with a perforated picture of jimi hendrix See in these days, cage is like, 54 ways To get my f**in money, mega seedless to blaze [chorus: smut peddlers] s*uts, gimmicks, ducks you finished This is dedicated for those medicated minutes f**, image, we stuck on spinach In a second you'll be checkin into f**in smut clinics! Like s*uts, gimmicks, ducks you finished This is dedicated for those medicated minutes f**, image, we stuck on spinach In a second you'll be checkin into f**in smut clinics! [cage] I ran up in a wack open mic cafe on stage So many biters i performed in a shark cage In dark shades, during the central park raids I walked out with a book of paper and a bag of beige Friends, the camera lens (is) behind the shoelace Get more upskirts than (?) for your face [eon] I'm fresh out the box like new (?) The chicken played with my monkey now we makin zoo p**n Now mc's the anti-christ like, damien thorn Eric the pascal(?) land so feel the scorn The old man, illest show man, my moldin With logic equal to fifteen vulcans [cage] And i'm soakin, face lookin blank Shoot this little kid up with horse tranq' and send him to the bank With a 'give me the funds' note, clip's missin from the gun If he gets slapped then f** it all i'll split it with my dunns (bum bum!) i sh** on crumbs, got a couple thousand sons That all shoulda been wiped off some jugs or cloggin lungs [eon] Everytime i dabble watch my life unravel Did i miss an exit to the road less traveled? Transmit from the depths of the deepest ba**ment Through the pavement, up into spaceships d**hstar creator, i orbit track wars My appeal spans rhodes scholars to slackjaws [chorus] [eon] Yo, a peddler show, include a few heathens From hoth to tatooine, you choose the season Dialect for all these crews and legions A walking contradiction like "j**s for jesus" [cage] I spit how the earth taste and pa** forms out of place Galvanize my face and k** for breathin space Nobody to trace, open the trunk like the case Light the l off of your body and sweepd you in the face [eon] Yeah i seen old timers became semi-thugs I got more dizzy spells than reginald denny does Cranium blower, shea stadium goer Hydro cultivator turned uranium grower [cage] I'm the, smut chancellor, got vagina slippers for the floor Show you and that s*ut you call wifey hardcore While i burn off the lips, stacked(?) to evolve (?) i'm down to shoot (?) f**s cause i cancelled their cause [chorus] [cage] In a second you'll be checkin into f**in smut clinics! In a second you'll be checkin into f**in smut clinics!