beat: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wr6TEFpYkUU

some lyrics, like you care: 
[data aggregation would be key, for higher life forms]




[got the drips feeder so much nice vapes be wheezing, cough like peter griffin when he tried rice cakes — cancerino, [dispo] coppin’,     [cops and rumours to dispel … ]
 flows’ll kinda grow on ya in silent slow spurts and then remission  ;  [unremitting]
need new strains to strain on cap’n can’t finagle the willpower to get outta retirement simulation prison [environment] i’m just kinda from the future call that basic cable, ugh … \ ]


[if funerals are for the living, why they always gotta suck?] 
[i’ma die in may— bury me thanksgiving, fuck it— easter [i ain’t never leaving] ] 
…
[i’m off that gin rummy, eddy wuncler riding die or vibe man why’s we even trying to come up in this dive we know it suck [here]?] 

[
[the scheme’s schemas and beans sleeping the sleep of the 
deeper ones 1000 points of peepers anchor hooks like american dreamers act, zoinks, 
geopolitic hysteria abounds in the aethers of 
where the loose craps and cheap hookers, thought i heard that in the anthem… 
it’s a bird that’s up for ransom — ne’er a tooth capped, nor beak given — 
neocapitalist neologisms numismatic numerologist crypto-coin coin a coin’d quip though quick
												 [didn’t he?] 
little cancer, lotta balls on that one
at this point, figurative …  your setlist, don’t add this joint, [bry] that’s imperative]
…
[huddle in this hoverchair a’hunch-ed ’til my spine stays as twisted as my mindstate’s been at for a coupla hundred thousand minutes [days, or hours] stood through seven crowds of ingrates 
sinbad 	[hateful glowers]
thought you liked it loud with gimmicks … bet your folk’s’re proud of ya … ya neuro-luddites, 
i guess all y’all bitches named jon lovitz everyone’s a critic fuck em … ]	]

[fatback and tobacconist like the toboggan is rifted sled down tracks lit as a molotov 
meddling kids pissin when the mask off, tender as fatted calves run decision indecision 
run shit like run-off elections  —  [[ … ]]  		]	
…


[y’all are all still probly doomed 
no, nuh-uh— the flow may not be excused  [yet]			[or bar-room nearest courthouse]
i lay down bars like lazy lawyers [do] in countersuits today’s tom he’s a hayseed, 
  sawyer, the grotty rube 
…	crew balls on motley, jangle too, hoes know not what they do to me brusufine i just do the numbers schemes like deuteronomy i know a bitch that got three daddies payin’ call that mama mia! … 	[‘international film song-sation… good!’] 	 [your bars are good comma ‘not not not’ ][borat!]
[fuck your mama with a hot dog, just to get into those buns … ]

best edm sample available:
https://youtu.be/xzjFLaa1Mp4?t=739



[and they were all just hopeless potheads, 
and he just told em
anything,            [but all at once, like]
				[anything is possible] 		]


i can feel history slipping away from me sometimes. like in ten thousand years some sentient successor lifeform’ll ask their gleep-gloorp, ‘what was it like to buy a newsweek at a walgreens, gleep-gloorp?’, or something, and the gleep-gloorp won’t even know enough to know to say it sucked. bah. kavanagh! 


[i wear my pants high above waistline like an old man’d do 
big booty business bitch retired, fuck her in her pantsuit 
invoice in her panties, i’m like deuce bigelow, european, that’s part 2 
i’m like rob snide, i’m a carrot, i don’t carrot all like scott thompson [carrot top *does* carrot all, though… well… maybe the opposite… it’s a philosophical quandary]
i think that’s widely apparent to all, small minds, errant and faulty, 
fall guys trippin’ off the stacks, xannies, madcap slap rhyme hack-saw cleft 
get em to call time fast like, come on ref i saw you saw that…]

driptopia prod. NK Music ['venus']

lil cancer