Ces Cru, Sorceress - Sinister lyrics

What’s grosser than gross
Yo what’s grosser than that?
Ten babies in a trash can
Ten pounds of baby fat
Yo what’s grosser than gross
Now what’s grosser than that?
Ten thousand burning Afghans
Ten thousand maniacs

Straight out from purgatory with souls
Who’ll murder for me
Juggernaut, shotgun and cheeba while
I’m chugging a forty
Shawtys are all flesh depressed
And got people feeling you sick n shit
Plus spells and hexagram mathematic
Packed to your wicked wit
Now that’s some different shit
Don’t get open just for the listener
I’m cynical couplet finisher
Villager with a derringer i’m sinister


And sorted out "sorta"s "kinda"s and "maybe"s
Not to contradict
But condoms are no solution for babies
Say we gotta control
Could have been brain surgeons or something
Now we all decided ride on
These backstabbers who’s fronting
Are you feeling that? Are we feeling that?
Stop asking us that
'Cuz in myself speaks to himself
I gotta answer us back right and exact man
Right up your alley sinister
Energy ball diminisher the killer lurks
Slithering past on your way
Passion to blast you away
For cash a cab and soufflé
Party line or the two way we do slay
Even you damaged on the regular
Rocking patches over your eyes
Capturing concubines and tattooing CES
On their inner thighs tied sinister
Heard about preacher’s daughter
And the minister
Missionary to spooning passed her off
To me to finish her
Stay sinister style blender-er
Handler style re-kindler
Guest starred upon the track this batshit
You couldn’t remember-er
Rule bender-er hinder you hopeless know this
Focus before you know bliss
Notice I am sinister

It’s getting sinister how long have
I been in a blur?
As long as I’ve been getting high I
Tried to quit it didn’t work
Is it wrong that I desensitize?
Inventing rhymes and written word?
All the time I spent it, high
In treetops burning conifer
The commodores concocting consciousness to
Crush the commoners
I’ll serve you and your partner
With a matching verse for him and her
The master major’s in a hearse
Happily boarding passengers glass I’ll
Give us curse
Who’s passed the living earth we’re
Crashing in the dirt any last minute words?
The cancer curse has been dispersed
Within my brain the image burned
Been chilling out extensively
Came back to raise the temperature
I captivate consensus confirmed the massive
Percentage rate y’all had to bite
I lost my appetite then
Passed the dinner plate you bastards imitate
Your plastic pen is fake
Do I have to demonstrate?
My pen’s heavy expenditure makes
Every appendage hurt
My enemies tend to lurk in my presence
I never search for nemesis
'cause them exist but their
Garbage-like men at work i never miss
Messing with CES
You know what that sentence is
Met with Sorceress and the rest
And been sinister ever since
So best surrender Sir
The death avenger-er the life-span limiter
The left to right hand switcher-er
Stage ripper, mic stand dipper-er
Ubiquitous get sick for sure
Gotta wonder if there is a cure
For splitting words and dissing herds and
Pissing on you little nerds

Ten thousand machines top of the beanstalk
Leaves, stalks
Sinister scented chemical mixtures
Brainwaves rack intentions
The dagger-er type fixtures rip ya
Visions will be the centre of attention
Malformed sentient
Witty ratchet witch with a
Sickness for every cure
Shock re-cleanser-er counter clockwise
Balance replenisher one soul per wisher-er
Cynical leaving villagers in a stir
Shot and sipper-er
If done it sure creates savage signatures
Secret snatching the snitcher-er
Homely hobbit now turned adventurer

Or as common as a place to cook in
Sonnets n' seldom heard
Practise capturing chords
To unwind the ties that hinder her
Knowledge distributor
Defender-er of indigenous land and
All it's visitors
New violence from a secluded spot
My inner winter works flesh-stripper-er
With sharpened talons that
Starch and gripper-er
Picked-pocket and got death and a
Boxed-in life in a cylinder
Picked-pocket and got death and a
Boxed-in life in a cylinder sinister
Sinister sinister