Carl's Job Lyrics - Thaw

(bass) 

A schlong strong for the chore 

In search of whore 

Do a door-to-door 

Brothel tour/ 

Spotted 

Keep wallets for cheap harlots, 

kick a deep sonnet while the sheets stench of mullet, 

On some, "Roses are red, so are your boobs 

be a good girl and kill what I left in your tubes"/ 

Dude I should have thanked her 

At least not go blab it out like some sorta anchor// 

(bass) 

That's your daughter, 

she threw herself, I caught her. 

Slaughter the cat for fun 

For I'm the Supah/ 

with ways to kill a cat 

some call it karma sutra/ 

Gupta type flyness 

Finance wise I'm poor/ 

Raw, 

Like these things come with a cure/ 

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Neat, neat 

Neat line pennin' splendid out this earth pattern, 

A scatterbrain who claims he came from Saturn, 

Sat on the rooftop hitchhiking space ships, at age 6, 

An in vain trip, plan to evade the matrix// 

A loner left hangin' like askin', "where the beat went?" 

Imaginary friend givin' me the silent treatment, 

Avoid the freakazoid void of kind ways to kill time, 

Find the cuckoo bird out the clock with a split spine// 

Ow my, 

What I mess I just made/ 

Before he comes in, 

I best to hide the blade// 

Photos 

Uhm well. 

The predicament, 

Is to figure where the nigga went 

With intent, 

To get plaak at least leased or rent 

He was bent, 

Knowing that it's not worth a meagre cent 

Yet he meant, 

To boast a fortune like a Jigga rant// 

On proposal. 

Met a punk Mozart 

true goth fan, 

Not your man who's a poser 

Skull tattoos, 

Dude had a real froze heart 

Satan freak, 

Blood was the deal closer// 

(bass)