Thunderstruck Ha

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World Class Sinner / I’m A Freak - Sxylk Remix

I'm A Freak (SXYLK EDIT)

Before and After

So Good, So Pure, So Kind (7-Inch Version)

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WATTUP- Feat. J-KWON

DO THE WHOLE DASH [DOCX EDIT]

You said I don’t know why we do this, build a life just to lose it, what we sposed to do?
I said maybe that is the reason, do whatever we feeling, what we sposed to do.

I’m born again, at 22, the colours I recall are of a thousand different hues
The house is full. Izzy jalaya and Lou. My legs they work again. Tonight I wanna dance.

You said I don’t know why we do this, build a life just to lose it, what we sposed to do
I said maybe that is the reason, do whatever we feeling, what we sposed to do.

I’m old again, at 92, the pictures of my youth have far more colour in a rear view
I miss it now but I’m never blue, cos even way back then, I knew there’d be an end

You said I don’t know why we do this, build a life just to lose it, what we sposed to do
I said maybe that is the reason, do whatever we feeling, what we sposed to do

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Masculin Féminin

Jet Star

you sculpt play-dough while i quote plato 
we’ll both be dead by the end of the day though 
natural habitat
guts entwined around a shining halo 
turns out i prefer to lay low 
pay no attention to the man behind the curtain 
for certain, cloistered away like i’m thomas merton
laid both to waste + to rest with this sermon
while i’m out in the ruins still searching for service 
now you’re swaddled in porcelian + primal fear 
i die + drip slime all over your horse + war gear 
crocodile tears cascade + coat spindly spears 
it’s still unclear: what’s virtue + what’s just veneer
to be born is to be horned
it’s simply a question of if you stay adorned
+ every torso torn is just another sheep shorn 
so i trim the fat + heap scorn 
on mountains upon mountains of thorns + cheap porn 
cause a ruckus + run you ragged
leave bodies burgled + junkyards jagged
i rise from quicksand like something from a swamp dream
deploy so many weapons better call the swat team 
i trot thru hot steam 
end up dead in bed with a fruited fiend 
who idolizes jack the ripper
jacks off on strippers 
thinks what he’s packing’s bigger than the big dipper 
starve him for atonement like it’s yom kippur 
when the microbe bit, it left behind a micro chip 
programmed proboscis so time to jump ship 
and when he hits, it’s like a bird beak kissing a tree
and when i sit, i have to be careful not to bend my knees 
turns out it takes an army to tend to my needs
i only breed with the betrothed who makes me bleed 
out back in the dungeon, slurping up expired cattle feed
somehow it never seems to end up how we agreed 
i emerge from my battle pod with a cattle prod
+ mount my deity, all hands on the saddle god
it’s so timely + tragic, how you’re addled with clods
of filth i whipped up from my own scrambled blood clots
so let’s all abandon hope rather than try to cope
it’s binary bifurcation: we’ll all die in code
and my dual divinations don’t forebode 
so well for anyone who doesn’t want to implode 
grace + elegance, death-defying detritus 
only promiscuous right on the precipice
don’t even bother to camouflage the evidence
cuz i’m held in such high esteem: emeritus
so below me can only see you with opera glasses 
below ground conducting the blackest of masses
then i’m back above throwing bones at glass houses
+ flowing fountains of fluids on your whitest blouses
i offend their delicate sensibilities like i’m piss christ
sorry you’re too late, you just missed the heist 
i rule + root around in this roost of sticky rice
but i’m not poultry i’m a fucking poltergeist
not a destination, more like the vaunted vessel
i grind your gooey gore like a mortar + pestle 
then i leave dishes unwashed + you disheveled 
i’m rolling in the dough like it just got embezzled 
discovered an imp imprisoned in a perfect prism 
+ uncovered a gimp committed to juicing gism 
thus i go schizoid, my selves become schisms 
while i fuck the man + dismantle the system

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