In Space & Time
Been a moonracker since moonwalker ran amuck
Sun soaker folklore bust raw, muscle pinch iron wench
Soul control puppeteering this is how the strings are played
Slayed in the buffet of those want more
Stomach as much I can eat in one sitting
Spitting without eating, without reaching
Sucker punch cha way through the gates of hell
Soul retrieve sister sledge behead cha dead
Mulch cha heads in the graphic orgy
Only a few cordially invited to be a part of
Death’s assassination bastard await cha fate
Lend me the duckets to run to Pawtucket
Photosynthesis with more theories under a lamp
Than scientist did in man’s entire life time
Seen my fate through Hubble telescope lenses
Pretenses expenses, relations and tensions
Pressure bust pipes, side swipe the highlights
[Chorus]
Before you can turn the bullets to steam or something
You gotta be a man of tomorrow, a doctor of Manhattan
A comedian of life, even during the trife times……
Even in the face of chaotic times, I will not compromise
Suckers may lie in wait, suns may rises, and moons may fall
Satellites will always be rocketed in space,
that’s just a taste of what waits in this time and space
Shun shame solo blame game halo clip reading fame game
Lame mane chained to barrels insane in this brain of mine
Crush through the labors of days of pains
Flex those muscles, tendons and bones
Pissed rages pages off the mark of their mockery
I’m hand puppet taught cha through metaphoric comedy
Promise me, through the eyes of an hurricane
Bust through your electronic care plan, take me to the next dimension man
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Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
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