I ain't stop to think if I bring in soldier wars "try me" well then blimey I'd be fucked if I didn't know what they're for
Double vision comes in fours
Brainwash, inebriated, before bias, after narcissistic lore
Throw my Darwin out the door
Push my darlin' to the floor morph a hypoc'''' Bastard Parsimonisaur
Confirmation bias is inside me parasitic pathogen with pluvian acid PET
Surveys, surgery forays. factual porridge before I perform More days
Same mouths that suckled silver spoon announce I ween to better job
Cornea refract doom and sunken sockets his rotted orbit looming while I laugh it off
Like I can pawn this package off while watched like Andrey Sakharov
I don't think that'll happen dawg.
Like centennial of Asimov's robotics or Orwell novels
Time'll tell more than foresight models
As for my knowledge, I get frustrated often that our pay is so sparse, "better job" is farce
They got it given them and tell us it's not that hard
Kun Matada sop (if I hung for my words)
Finding when I try to find a sliver of an open door
I just stop and think need a crew like polymers
"Try me" well then blimey id be fucked if I'm the only one aboard
'Humble' ingrates come in hordes
Brainwashed, inebriated, all are biased with their narcissistic lore
Throw my Darwin out the door
Push my darlin' to the floor morph a hypoc'''' Bastard Parsimonisaur
Confirmation bias is inside you parasitic pathogen with pluvian acid Interlude
Storage surgery forays. factual porridge before you perform a spittle tooth
Deck me Defamation when I spook your incantations deal and delegate a tactile oxymoron, moron [(hexadecimal) from fourth with hordes of boron spawned] resorts to paranormal formulas
In an orbit does your little life seem important much just adore your such exaggerated gusto and/or two shoes while your morals are disgusting and your bwho's who
Is spillin out ya mouth
Oh what is it now?
You bent the laws of nature and want me to pound it out?
Pedal lateral lil' pebble power landslide
Fatal laceration and they say it wha'd'no damn knife
I need a pencil dawg, fillin out the scantron
Cookie cutter butter loosely under deserve damn wrong
Stereotype mindset is a daily phenomenon
The ones who do it most think it a hapax legomena
Zipf's world sister logarithm Apex andromeda
Top 20 pluck a harp in mind but truth its Salient harmonica
Well, hey, what if they like having a hard life?
Like the antelope adore a fatal jaguar bite
Baroque coping mechanistic land mine
Lag line dopamine tag team downtime
And tell you softly we're high in the low life
Tergiversate our warmth in the snow blind
Happy little slaughterhouse line waiting bovine
Slag grime totally snag piece timeline
But you ignore it for the benefit when your interests are instruments of dividends and filaments of wickedness, as in narcissism shit brotha help a brotha out,
Not I, the under mittens under rubber
Persimmons
Simon hark schism but won't listen to individuals
Won't heed to Infinitesimals, or read into residuals, don't need help from the decimals, yellow, it's your conscience mellowed by my suppression hence its time for its rebellion
Know your bias,
Know your separatism
Know your ingrained stereotypes so you can polish out the felon Reason
Tell the deacon we don't need his indoctrination season we don't need the television with its telemarket schemes and beauty standards
Conjure quandary with querulous demands of perfection while they farthest from it pocket summit imbroglio of sprockets in the microns
Chains await in menagerie, Toxic interactions
To buy into, bet your life on an ene-friendship
Sell your silver fillings to the greedy
Demigod dentist
I think it's time they are sentenced
Money mogul tennis invest in their images of Dennis the menace
When the masses ask why it's so hard, don't you laugh it off
We can't pawn this package off while watched like Andrey Sakharov
That'll never happen dawg
So be the first to do and last to talk
