Hype Williams - Untitled (And Your Batty's So Round)

Artist: Hype Williams
Album: One Nation
Year: 2011
Track Number:13
The morphology of paragrim, a million paragrims make up one cell, each is different, wetter or dryer, sweeter or sourer, lighter or darker. They fuse and mix in different combinations for each day. a million cells make up one paragrim, hot or cold, quick or slow, lean or fat they divide and flow and paragrim changes from moment to moment from sour to sweet from dark to light dry to wet slow to quick fat to lean and cold to hot, ah paragrim, paragrim without choice.
When will it stop, when will it go? when you are old and constipated, when you are rigid and too cold to mix,
ahh my paragrim, what sad chemestry you have folded long before ?. Paragrim appear to me. what is this my crotch murmurs. my hair is ? like a ? finger. I find what I look at turn of calf for rolling buttox. I rise warm and seeking. In dreams i gush because I must. I am juicy paragrim, newly ripened and king of the mountain. Soon all will tumble beneath me.
On a windy day Zarer gives 16 lives to paragrim on the dead run. "Here's 16 paragrim, cut loose. This is a fast day, feel its deep... (credit goes to crazywill191)

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• And
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• Batty's
• So
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[crazywill191]

the morphology of paragrim, a million paragrims make up one cell, each is different, wetter or dryer, sweeter or sourer, lighter or darker. They fuse and mix in different combinations for each day. a million cells make up one paragrim, hot or cold, quick or slow, lean or fat they divide and flow and paragrim changes from moment to moment from sour to sweet from dark to light dry to wet slow to quick fat to lean and cold to hot, ah paragrim, paragrim without choice.

[crazywill191]

When will it stop, when will it go? when you are old and constipated, when you are rigid and too cold to mix,

[crazywill191]

ahh my paragrim, what sad chemestry you have folded long before ?. Paragrim appear to me. what is this my crotch murmurs. my hair is ? like a ? finger. I find what I look at turn of calf for rolling buttox. I rise warm and seeking. In dreams i gush because I must. I am juicy paragrim, newly ripened and king of the mountain. Soon all will tumble beneath me.

On a windy day Zarer gives 16 lives to paragrim on the dead run. "Here's 16 paragrim, cut loose. This is a fast day, feel its deep..."