Maybe We Are

[Dynamic]

my esophagus harnesses this awesomeness
i often spit collages depicting awful carnages, it's common sense
why my brain is like Aushwitz, when i think i get lost in it
i see a sea of lost prophits, claiming i'm caught in the mix
but like Nostradamas i called that shit, like the war and who started it
Conservative nonsense gets me nauseas with astonishment
Protestants comment quick on logic and what's wrong with it
but from Parliament to the Oval Office it's also an argument
they're afraid of the truth, but i'm terrified of the lie
homicides for holy crimes that are never clearly justified
it's like shutting eyes and running blind with a guns and knives
and not wondering why we pump blood and die for what remains undefined
"Lord Jesus is my saviour" they cry, then shoot "infidels" while they remain alive
they feel no pain inside, for when they're slain by an insane guy, 70 Virgins are they're inane prize
killing non believing sentinals gets you into heaven
but isn't murder in general an incredible sin?
these questions are heretical, not even guessin
i don't press when i mention, tis why i'm an agnostic gentlemen

Maybe we are those sick mother fuckers
duck under the covers and fuck sluts with no rubbers
Maybe we are those bastards who harrass ya
after i collide into the rafters with a tractor
Maybe we are those idiots, who hate life but live in it
spit on midgets, bungee jump with no cable assistance
Maybe we are those assholes, who attract fat hoes
with a laffy taffy lasso, just to watch them eat and laugh, yo


you want me to speak to the police cheif and lieutennant?
when i burnt there houses down with their wife and kids in it?
sick and demented, i'm not twisting words i meant it
walk into the courtroom and laugh at the defendant
cause i was driving with my license suspended, hit that bitch and don't regret it
cause when i grab the mic it's horrendus, then i grab some other appendage
and start flailing it for attention, and not to mention
my ascension to heaven is eminently not present
for i ditch detention, go to the graveyard and defecate on the wretched
and all those who are less than, a henchmen of this legend
you have the right to be offended, cause with the porn that i rented
i walked into your kids class and showed why underage sex shouldn't be prevented

you chin checkin me? i fuck so many "bitches" i get my dick checked for "fleas"

maybe we are those sick mother fuckers
duck under the covers and fuck sluts with no rubbers
a headhunter who hasn't yet discovered his lover fucking another
so he could slam the shutters and stab the brother till his abdomens ruptured
can you believe him? he's a demon on the mic
sleeping on spikes, go on blind dates smelling like semen and old spice

Phaded - my brain was taken, replaced with bionic atmoic based interfaced electronics

[QuietTruth]

Damn, some lines in there was crazy.

[swangin and bangin]

my esophagus harnesses this awesomeness
i often spit collages depicting awful carnages, it's common sense
why my brain is like Aushwitz, when i think i get lost in it
i see a sea of lost prophits, claiming i'm caught in the mix
but like Nostradamas i called that shit, like the war and who started it
Conservative nonsense gets me nauseas with astonishment
Protestants comment quick on logic and what's wrong with it
but from Parliament to the Oval Office it's also an argument
they're afraid of the truth, but i'm terrified of the lie
homicides for holy crimes that are never clearly justified
it's like shutting eyes and running blind with a guns and knives
and not wondering why we pump blood and die for what remains undefined
"Lord Jesus is my saviour" they cry, then shoot "infidels" while they remain alive
they feel no pain inside, for when they're slain by an insane guy, 70 Virgins are they're inane prize
killing non believing sentinals gets you into heaven
but isn't murder in general an incredible sin?
these questions are heretical, not even guessin
i don't press when i mention, tis why i'm an agnostic gentlemen

Maybe we are those sick mother fuckers
duck under the covers and fuck sluts with no rubbers
Maybe we are those bastards who harrass ya
after i collide into the rafters with a tractor
Maybe we are those idiots, who hate life but live in it
spit on midgets, bungee jump with no cable assistance
Maybe we are those assholes, who attract fat hoes
with a laffy taffy lasso, just to watch them eat and laugh, yo


you want me to speak to the police cheif and lieutennant?
when i burnt there houses down with their wife and kids in it?
sick and demented, i'm not twisting words i meant it
walk into the courtroom and laugh at the defendant
cause i was driving with my license suspended, hit that bitch and don't regret it
cause when i grab the mic it's horrendus, then i grab some other appendage
and start flailing it for attention, and not to mention
my ascension to heaven is eminently not present
for i ditch detention, go to the graveyard and defecate on the wretched
and all those who are less than, a henchmen of this legend
you have the right to be offended, cause with the porn that i rented
i walked into your kids class and showed why underage sex shouldn't be prevented

you chin checkin me? i fuck so many "bitches" i get my dick checked for "fleas"

maybe we are those sick mother fuckers
duck under the covers and fuck sluts with no rubbers
a headhunter who hasn't yet discovered his lover fucking another
so he could slam the shutters and stab the brother till his abdomens ruptured
can you believe him? he's a demon on the mic
sleeping on spikes, go on blind dates smelling like semen and old spice

Phaded - my brain was taken, replaced with bionic atmoic based interfaced electronics

u used alot of big vocabulary. or mines might be too small,