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Non Phixion

Genres: Hip-Hop

Momentary Lapse Of Reason Lyrics - Non Phixion

Cruising autopilot the virus 

Asleep at the wheel 

Momentary lapse of reason 

Sneak up on you and peel 

Street cleaners so emotionless 

Allergic to feel 

Off the stage 

Using symbols to interpret the real 

 

Priceless the smirk on my face from purchasing slaves 

Lifeless, so it's uncertain if she squirming or dazed 

She's on the drug fund 

Co-operation rubs off days 

I don't follow religion 

Church is just a club for the gays 

A kid racket 

Burnt the priest for being a faggot 

Offer a sacrifice 

Pack knives and scalpel his cabbage 

Choke cannabis 

A sick voyeur 

Slick with the camera fest 

Soriority chicks 

Electric cool aid acid test 

Tappin the best tit stars 

And filthy amateurs 

Sexual deviant with a penchant for killing actresses 

They call me fat mattress 

When another vanishes 

Hanging off banisters 

Human remains packed in canisters 

 

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Trying to break bread and get dough 

My killer goons it's on with the show 

The villain, like I'm Willem Dafoe 

Hit them all like it's fast time 

We flash signs 

Blast 9s 

Dash past me 

I'm endless sniffing 

On half-time 

Check for bored fans 

Dumping like we dog town 

Hanging off the hooks from her tits 

I took her corpse down 

The four pound heavy 

So eager to please 

When I blackout on fatass sluts 

Like Nikita Denise 

The green air is dense 

My days are filled with vile events 

Bombing MCs 

Forever give me strength 

The kid's immense 

You should know by the belly 

Canarsie to Flatbush 

Back to the Carnagy deli 

 

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You can't be trusted 

Your whole squad be swallowing custard 

Take X together 

Then rocking stretchy pants and cuff-links 

Alien tunes 

Bags of shrooms 

David Blaine 

Levitate the moon 

Uncle Howie prism 

Dark side of the spoon 

Sick enough to get a kemo shop for rush 

Quick enough to slip a chick dick 

After she cunts on dust 

Zombie haze 

Likes bukkake and cups 

And blood lust 

Robbin the punks in drop tops 

And cock for lunch 

Service animals 

Fine young things 

Tongue rings 

Drug kings 

Tattooed her pussy with 'Gore' and love rings 

Fun things 

Ronny sent me two slaves in a chest 

I'm a combination of 12 steps and a serious mess 

 

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