Too Tight For Life

In another lifetime: Alder and Karl Cutta doing what we did besides bust up your spot.

"Control the marionette
Fuck cop and Elliot Ness
You got a perfect noose-neck
We'll string you up and break it
Play Russian roulette
With a dead architect
Cuz it's game, match, and set
Past, present, and future tense

Pack an axe in the back for the audio pillage,
You might lose your head, men, women, and children
Junglists to my left junglists to my right
To tight for life so we die every night

Yo where my agents?
On a manhunt for a giant
Shine brilliant, lay dormant
With a wicked warring garment
What a patient parent wouldn't?
What a decent doorman, doesn't
Who the fluent figment judgement?
Snatch jugular and tug it

Drop poison rodent ruckus
For the instant infant peasant
Where's the present pregnant tyrant?
Watch the waning, waxing crescent
Bow down and make it blessed
Relax and exert no effort
Like a recent reverent parent
Forget about it, now set it"
Copyright 2003

Video Shot by Brian Bassbinboy

Category:

Music

Tags:

• drum
• bass
• alder
• karl
• cutta

[stellakae]

is too one of your restaurants (and my existences)?