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Grandpa Used To Carry A Flask

 

Grandpa Used To Carry A Flask

(앨범: Delusional Thomas - 2013)


[Delusional Thomas:]
What happens when I'm suicidal? Vibrations all through my spinal
From the hiss of the vinyl, my mind will be in the Bible
I will see the signs and I'll probably not understand a lot
Rode into town yesterday, straight from Camelot
The prayers are not in common language, they don't mean a thing
The evil king of underworlds accumulating bodies
This rap shit is turning into nothing but a hobby
'Cause the pussies I already been fucked are in the lobby waiting
Dominating the matrix, kick it with God and Satan
Oscillation through my veins, into these constellations
Drug users, they wouldn't let us join the club
So now it's Spanish bitch massage, give my joints a rub
What's the purpose of everything, who the fuck cares?
We run scared 'cause nothing fair, and we don't become aware
Pretend it don't exist, ignorance, the only bliss
I think it's me, well, I hope it is
With no kids and no responsibilities
I'm writing soliloquies that transcend visually
Intelligent idiots who never be serious
'Cause the world around is fucked up, so we'd rather get fucked up

[Delusional Thomas & Mac Miller:]
What? What?
My grandpa used to carry a flask
What? What?

[Mac Miller:]
As I'm pacing back and forth, waiting 'til they pass the torch
Life a bitch who 'bout forty in a sad divorce
Voice is hoarse, getting harder to speak
Remarkable themes, talking mark of the beast
I saw them caught on the leash, we walk in common asleep
In coffins, talking to Stephen Hawking, evil, we see it often
So we close our eyes, hoping we forgot to die
Shit, it must have slipped my mind, why?

Well, I haven't seen a genuine smile in a while
Mostly everybody stuck in denial

[Delusional Thomas:]
So I'm coming out a cryogenic tube just to taste the air
You ain't aware, outer space is there
I'm talking about Natalie the cattle eater with nasty features
Rapping with a flaccid wiener, shit
That's only half a Peter
Taking out the dogs, murder half of PETA

[Mac Miller & Delusional Thomas:]
No, no hummus with that
Yeah
Ugh

[Delusional Thomas:]
Having conversations with myself, getting into arguments
When I'm out in London, I be posted at the Parliament
Coke in the Parliaments, chilling by some monuments
Ominous when I fill your body with godly hollow tips
To leave you holy, prepare for the apocalypse
Sixty thousand on a Rollie, cookies with the chocolate chips
Rapping hippopotamus, motherfuck a zookeeper
I don't do features, I snort glue and shoot ether
Hand full of sleeping pills, it's only me I kill
If Jack wouldn't sleep with Jill, she'd spill on my penis drill

[Mac Miller, Delusional Thomas:]
Mr. Jesus can you save my life?
Yeah, yeah
Looking at a man's casket
Turn him into ham salad
How I'm feelin'? Fantastic
The finish line, I ran past it
Bitches love me 'cause I got a tan phallus
Get your house sandblasted
Your damn ass kicked—Damn, Gladys
Another fans ballad is transact
And I demand gadgets at the sand palace
Far away, I Amtrak it
My safe is great, a saint couldn't, can't crack it
Came through swagging in a all-tan wagon
With the land of the dragons, I just stand for the balance
I'm just tryna play with my band on Fallon
(Rallin') I don't got no talent

[G-Reg:]
He's not dead, he's just delicious

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