came hard

one day I found myself ded so I picked up my head fucked around and found out, found or found-ded a sufi order found-ded it was way across the border it's a place not many been yet. Mary had a little lamb her sister Melly met, I am, you ready yet to launch the plan and all things nice? like: sugar and spice - that's twice, not thrice: bam bam. boom-boom-ting-ting suckin on a ding-a-ling tweakin on a nipple and occludin all the meanin, why is she so scheming, kaafiroona dreaming, cover up the gleaming, light inside is beaming, close your eyes you're bleeding, fall asleep reading hidin in the garments, spin another yarn, there's a darn good chance yet, never won a bad bet, never trained a bad pet, bobbin and the shuttle it's a pattern not a hustle I came to slay, I'm not here to stay I'm not from around here, go away call me mardy or mad, but i'm radically livid may my, (my my!) incandescence burn your eyes, drop my panties and the lies, there's a white minaret as the prize my heart is on fire, my head is on fire, my soul is on fire, don't stop! occulted in ghaybar 's, I work hard n play hard I'm an ocean of truth in one drop. Spill me over your lip open your legs take a sip seductive my letters, a trip... Sit in your puddle, drip drip... There is no mistake, I don't slip. I'm immune and you're joined at my hip. Take your place with your queen, let it rip. came hard like a stallion and killed a whole battalion I wanna be like her, heard she got the best eggs so I paint on a face, do my lips shave my legs and if you're reading this I'm in the palm of your hand: the back of your mind where you can't understand... prefrontal cortex, hypothalamus, amygdalic my cunt, boy, I'm tired of your front. Pre-front core-tex, strappin' on the Gore-Tex, take another look; it's your last: you're the next best. You're the next best. Jibble jabble gobble gobble left jab head wobble blurry vision, big trouble jugularic blood bubble. Aramaic city rubble are I am or will I be dialect of Galilee dialectic misery: on your Marx so I can see... material conformity, hetero the doxy, send another proxy, changing all the clocks: trinity look at me! God's right hand: not afraid, not at all. They wanna see me rise, so you can see me fall. Changing all the lines so I'm answering the call. Eyes on the prize, she's the bravest of 'em all... "Good solid British": (I put it on my wish list). Fish n chips, sandwich, cup o' tea, grandest, scanning all the lands, yes, battling the plans, yes, think I'll have a nice rest... I think I made a right mess. But you're trying too hard, so try less.