Emg (El-P)

We had some fire and smoke and water And that troubled us a lot Now we're marking down our prices And they're really, really hot Everything must go You wanna get on some fly shit Get on some butterfly to the fire shit Everything must go I wanna sell you the dream I wanna watch you come apart at the seams Everything must go You wanna get on some fly shit Get on some butterfly to the fire shit Everything must go I wanna sell you a dream Heart of an altar boy molested in confession Who plotted for 20 years then slit the throat of a reverend And half of this thought is young vandal the system Contraption of credo drift, sick shit and spit at your heaven I'm grabbin' my dick again, foot on the wall, pose down I'm drinkin' that piss again, back at the train hometown Starscream the system, ninja star the cassette deck Lazerface is back in effect Focus like a worker ant live, get with hive mind fly shit Shut your little mind crime hybrid Eyelids pinned back flat, we had a focus group Of lab rats clappin', at last you got dap Automaton bells rock well from death valley Shit, we all mingle in ditch, mass grave for the kids Clash with the combat rap set A weathermen funk breath, the last rebels left? Slide off or get the digipack slashed in your neck You're fidgetin' with 28 day simian Yeah, dog him again, the bad touch destruct militant Drum percussion lust diligent The surface that gave birth to the style is NY The jihad recipient sky is too fly The roof of the witnessin? spot was BK A cloud of asbestos, I guess it's D-day Now you want me to move and do how you say Or look into my brain through this glass toupee Fuck this, how 'bout I just smack you bitch? Save that 4th Reich boogie for them plastic twits Or the old women of fate stichin' the casket nits I'll be drunk on the back of the train takin' a piss Bumpin' BDP through a Raheem kit With double d Duracel destiny megamix like Everything must go You wanna get on some fly shit Get on some butterfly to the fire shit Everything must go I wanna sell you the dream I wanna watch you come apart at the seams Everything must go You wanna get on some fly shit Get on some butterfly to the fire shit Everything must go I wanna sell you a dream Get over here and buy, you hoe Excuse me, little child, why the devious smile? Well, I've become what I've forsaken and the irony's wild Are you in charge of this outfit? Nah, not me, cousin I wrestle distinction from the chompers of a buzzard Is my mommy in Heaven? Well, she's definitely not here Now run away and go play with this hatchet and flaming spear I'm tryna mix up this Molotov, then peel the f**k off I've got a windmill to tackle, son, polish my gun off My hot pink millimeter space heater, duck down Pulled out from the crevice of a triple fat, duck down Horse hooves and meat I'm glued to the beat grindin' Stolen hovercraft draggin' a bass stab behind it Every little phrase is designed for y'all to rewind it Every brittle phase has an expiration assignment Eyes wide, the bad man walks alive With five dimes of sticky, the bush and no 9 Who was trained by Ed Koch to hop a turnstyle See cop smile, peep cops gun Now see little juvenile me in Reeboks run Through the projected transformation of the catacombs, son Makin' it home's so fun If you're alone, don't sweat 'cause you're alone with the best The underrated phrase mason who's leakin' pain to cassette If you hate lies, don't fret 'cause I can't lie about this At least I'm honest when I tell you that my mind's full of shit And sick of skippin' on electrified hop scotch grid We're double dutchin' to percussion With this barbed wire rope choker The most floatinist spoke dope spit, get lit You're with an ambulance chaser, I strive design sick Everything must go