Yo Null

Yo Null

Death resides in the capitals
winter breath, sure she gets
the forgotten kitsch
yes and they
say it like this
take your glasses off
the good bugs gone come off
no one's kind
to me, I speak too much beef
and our territory expands
(punch one too, one drunk man)
in the streets of hey bey bey
come on, go on, good rakugaki time
dude it's that new one, I've listen to it
and chewed on it
got the pee and the pod wrong
things that makes us do the due
expand your eroticism
Johnny Cares
and she declares
music has gone astray
CORNEY
these emotions for enough of that prankster shit
and I do it so good
until you can't stop it
the curling ball comes it's not yours she says
you got to turn it in, it's too late, oh touche
wondrous beams
captive teens
my sonic booth craves
another broken tooth
cavity numbs my face
the dictator has my fate
I rap to satisfy my gratitude
for Palestine
and the hire em's
to your wallet guy

Chances
hustling the street
the too short crew and their enhancement
one clap sound woke up the good gents
on the beat
for a nice morning
no
heroics
and the bandwidth with this is set to a certain logic
bullshit occupies
another territory
land marks occupies
another territory
land marks chewing you and you are sorry
don't know any of it
resurrect to erect my position in the land of the two serpent
hearts bent to cure the null and I kind of get scared of this fuzzy math
things to hate
turn the TV on you find plenty of it
and the hot chizzled
mock pose, the girls know
their place in the world

in urban chaos, she asks
me to beg for Mr. Pants to be taken off
that's all I care if I see some wet hair
and good stash
the crap is crack and I am no washed up poet
peeking in for another
show, but you know
I can't take it anymore
and the ghost split a conserving reminder a note hey you got to pay for the thrills Aho