Tuesday, August 23, 2011

THE MISSION

listen!
its a mariachibandless mission
district. you couldn't miss it when it's missed
its intrinsic.

i'm diggin my grave.
and) etchin' my name atop a tombstone
foreshadowing the decay
w stress to fuel the designation
(boom , mo

i'm like a moe flaming ho.mer simpson jaded
in that episode, betray's decay and
i'm the source of my own pain, i want to get away
like a a lenny but my aeroplanes
hazed and the only way i can get base to base is if i blast off like a jet rodriguez
cept w/ a passport,
i'm running even when i'm coming back im searching lurking
its all trashed
whats that for
its for the thrash
scan a photo
let it pass

i'm prepared to work,
but w/ restless ness
steer this like someone hit
fast forward

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