Emg Lyrics - Singles - El-p

We had some fire and smoke and water 

And that troubled us a lot 

Now we're marking down our prices 

And they're really, really hot 

Everything must go 

You wanna get on some fly shit 

Get on some butterfly to the fire shit 

Everything must go 

I wanna sell you the dream 

I wanna watch you come apart at the seams 

Everything must go 

You wanna get on some fly shit 

Get on some butterfly to the fire shit 

Everything must go 

I wanna sell you a dream 

Heart of an altar boy molested in confession 

Who plotted for 20 years then slit the throat of a reverend 

And half of this thought is young vandal the system 

Contraption of credo drift, sick shit and spit at your heaven 

I'm grabbin' my dick again, foot on the wall, pose down 

I'm drinkin' that piss again, back at the train hometown 

Starscream the system, ninja star the cassette deck 

Lazerface is back in effect 

Focus like a worker ant live, get with hive mind fly shit 

Shut your little mind crime hybrid 

Eyelids pinned back flat, we had a focus group 

Of lab rats clappin', at last you got dap 

Automaton bells rock well from death valley 

Shit, we all mingle in ditch, mass grave for the kids 

Clash with the combat rap set 

A weathermen funk breath, the last rebels left? 

Slide off or get the digipack slashed in your neck 

You're fidgetin' with 28 day simian 

Yeah, dog him again, the bad touch destruct militant 

Drum percussion lust diligent 

The surface that gave birth to the style is NY 

The jihad recipient sky is too fly 

The roof of the witnessin spot was BK 

A cloud of asbestos, I guess it's D-day 

Now you want me to move and do how you say 

Or look into my brain through this glass toupee 

Fuck this, how 'bout I just smack you bitch? 

Save that 4th Reich boogie for them plastic twits 

Or the old women of fate stichin' the casket nits 

I'll be drunk on the back of the train takin' a piss 

Bumpin' BDP through a Raheem kit 

With double d Duracel destiny megamix like 

Everything must go 

You wanna get on some fly shit 

Get on some butterfly to the fire shit 

Everything must go 

I wanna sell you the dream 

I wanna watch you come apart at the seams 

Everything must go 

You wanna get on some fly shit 

Get on some butterfly to the fire shit 

Everything must go 

I wanna sell you a dream 

Get over here and buy, you hoe 

Excuse me, little child, why the devious smile? 

Well, I've become what I've forsaken and the irony's wild 

Are you in charge of this outfit? Nah, not me, cousin 

I wrestle distinction from the chompers of a buzzard 

Is my mommy in Heaven? Well, she's definitely not here 

Now run away and go play with this hatchet and flaming spear 

I'm tryna mix up this Molotov, then peel the fuck off 

I've got a windmill to tackle, son, polish my gun off 

My hot pink millimeter space heater, duck down 

Pulled out from the crevice of a triple fat, duck down 

Horse hooves and meat I'm glued to the beat grindin' 

Stolen hovercraft draggin' a bass stab behind it 

Every little phrase is designed for y'all to rewind it 

Every brittle phase has an expiration assignment 

Eyes wide, the bad man walks alive 

With five dimes of sticky, the bush and no 9 

Who was trained by Ed Koch to hop a turnstyle 

See cop smile, peep cops gun 

Now see little juvenile me in Reeboks run 

Through the projected transformation of the catacombs, son 

Makin' it home's so fun 

If you're alone, don't sweat 'cause you're alone with the best 

The underrated phrase mason who's leakin' pain to cassette 

If you hate lies, don't fret 'cause I can't lie about this 

At least I'm honest when I tell you that my mind's full of shit 

And sick of skippin' on electrified hop scotch grid 

We're double dutchin' to percussion 

With this barbed wire rope choker 

The most floatinist spoke dope spit, get lit 

You're with an ambulance chaser, I strive design sick 

Everything must go