Jakprogresso - Phylum lyrics

And your cult! I will destroy
You and your cult

Yeah, welcome Home, Progresso, Twist L's
Earwig criterion, rollin' like corpse on E
Yo

I'm pissin' penicillin and wine vinegar
Turn activities black like Whitaker
Hell visitor
I walk Earth on fire like napalm villagers
I'm the Sun God Ra
Droppin' scheduled three cylinders
Twisted ligatures, nerve gas affect articular
Fill up cupboards with cut
Up cabinet ministers (Ohh shit)
7-6 is the dial o' death (Die)
These are demonic messages concealed
In the vinyl press
Apply your heads, I won't sweat till I get
High off the dying's final breath
Lurk under the Son of Man
Walk-ups like Son of Sam
I brought the cyanide, to summer lands
(Hold on a second, wait) bomb state banquets
The weed purple as Heaven's Gate blankets
Rap like Hell, idiot savant rocking, Raphael
Face a angel dust spliff, and slap Raphael
Oh you spit? Umm
(uh) , I'm not really into Rap myself
One of the oddest (uh?)
Every active serial killer probably
Got this, no diva, i'm an Adonis
2008 when
(um) , I was doing verses for paying meds
What's a Hell is Heavens, amen
Germophobe, gloves of latex
House by the lake end, no wake spent
For my brain's death
Rap tight like state coffins
And eight when I gave the herd
My back they ate off it
Body a track, and do K off it this put on
I'm using the ghost stomach to make sausage

Putrid slime that clings to the
Walls of Hell, twisted creatures, half
Man half-beast, move, with the rustling
Sound of predatory rats, wretched
Mutations, who live, deep beneath the
Earth in dark tunnels, surfacing
In the dead of night and
Returning before dawn, practice
Their unspeakable acts