Jakprogresso - Dispatcher lyrics
[Jakprogresso - Dispatcher lyrics]
Yo, head biggest like Elephant Man
Often himself bedridden
Tummy tickles when the meds kicked in
Dread living, fresh stillborn
I'm dead kickin'
So visceral, the death listen
Scalping a sandy wig radio playing Blondie
I've been keepin' audio diaries and murders
I'm a Jablonski throw on a beat and also own
It, cold picking Xanies from feces
Far out on my own shit
Smokin' plants protozoic (um) , coke spritch
Razor spit the white in the
Twins like the Olsens
Blow off my own dome and last
(blaow) long enough to see
Them picking shards
Off the floor like brokеn glass
Simpletons, bow over not a clown sulfur
I won't be around posеrs they wobbly like
(hey?) , the Ferrari behind Balboa
Who you want me
To spit like? (huh?) , what should I say?
Fucking cow-toers
Tongue patchy, the blunt gassy
I'm so pseudo dumb happy
You can't out over or unwrap me
To stop the runs you gotta come clap me
Sean P!: Your beats hot but
Your writing is lame
But your writing is lame
Yo, no icons, life's like the diss track
I'm not all there pipe bomb mishap
Split the plates in Earth's dish rag
Spit heart of a witch black
Stones piled and sticks stacked
Buzzing sound like two perks
In the tip glasses
Bad trip trap shoes gave me
The Mario Wing Cap
Snort run across the coke
I walk through remains of falling copes
From buildin' wall of scores
Lift weights like goats packed
Over Oxycontins my gift like giving acid
Blocks to dull fiends
It's raw like sushi eating off cadavers
Knife kicking the ambulance I'm a dispatcher
Sean P!: Your beats hot but
Your writing is lame
But your writing is lame
Often himself bedridden
Tummy tickles when the meds kicked in
Dread living, fresh stillborn
I'm dead kickin'
So visceral, the death listen
Scalping a sandy wig radio playing Blondie
I've been keepin' audio diaries and murders
I'm a Jablonski throw on a beat and also own
It, cold picking Xanies from feces
Far out on my own shit
Smokin' plants protozoic (um) , coke spritch
Razor spit the white in the
Twins like the Olsens
Blow off my own dome and last
(blaow) long enough to see
Them picking shards
Off the floor like brokеn glass
Simpletons, bow over not a clown sulfur
I won't be around posеrs they wobbly like
(hey?) , the Ferrari behind Balboa
Who you want me
To spit like? (huh?) , what should I say?
Fucking cow-toers
Tongue patchy, the blunt gassy
I'm so pseudo dumb happy
You can't out over or unwrap me
To stop the runs you gotta come clap me
Sean P!: Your beats hot but
Your writing is lame
But your writing is lame
Yo, no icons, life's like the diss track
I'm not all there pipe bomb mishap
Split the plates in Earth's dish rag
Spit heart of a witch black
Stones piled and sticks stacked
Buzzing sound like two perks
In the tip glasses
Bad trip trap shoes gave me
The Mario Wing Cap
Snort run across the coke
I walk through remains of falling copes
From buildin' wall of scores
Lift weights like goats packed
Over Oxycontins my gift like giving acid
Blocks to dull fiends
It's raw like sushi eating off cadavers
Knife kicking the ambulance I'm a dispatcher
Sean P!: Your beats hot but
Your writing is lame
But your writing is lame