CHICKEN GREASE OUT THE GUTTER AND WHEN I PASS BY MOTHERFUCKERS THEY MUTTER AND SHUDDER THE SLIME TRAIL I LEAVE LOOKS LIKE BUTTER AND AFTER I DIE PUT ME UP IN THE MUTTER I PACE AND I FIEND CAUSE EVERYONES GOT WHAT I NEED GOT THAT SNOT ALL CAKED UP ON MY JEANS ARTHUR LEE DRUNK STUMBLING DANGEROUSLY TOWARDS THE STREET. ILL TELL YOU MY FEAR ITS THAT PEOPLE KNOW THAT IM HERE YOU CAN TELL WHERE IVE BEEN BY THE SMEARS THAT IM LEAVIN ON SURFACES THAT ILL BE NEAR AND THE GAME THAT I SPIT LEAVE EM BURSTING IN TEARS TONGS POKIN OUT MY SHIRT SLEEVE AS IM GROANING AND MOANING A GLUM PUDDLE OF GREASE ILL ROAM IN THE COLD TILL I FREEZE ALWAYS DIVING FOR COVER PUTS SCRAPES ON MY KNEES IM SCROUNGING FOR FOOD AND KNOWN FOR THE GOO I EXCUDE IM PRESSURE COOKED SIMMERED AND STEWED A FOOL FOR THE MURK AND THE GLOOM SO THIRSTY STAY DRINKING THAT RUNOFF THAT GOES DOWN SO SMOOTH THE ROWHOMES ARE BUILT OVER BONES SMASHED BROKEN WINDOWS BECAUSE OF THE STONES THAT IVE THROWN NOBODY KNOWS OF MY TRANSLUCENT GLOW SO ILL SLIDE THROUGH THE SCUM TILL MY COVER GETS BLOWN. I STUMBLE AROUND YOU KNOW IM NOT LAUGHIN BUT EVERYONE THINKS IM A CLOWN I STAY PLANTING PEICES OF MEAT IN THE GROUND AT A SECRET LOCATION WILL NEVER BE FOUND WALKIN BAREFOOT DOWN BROAD MY HEARTS WITH THE RUBBLE I PASS AND THE 40S I BOUGHT WONT STAY LUCID FOR LONG RIDIN SLIDE PASS THESE WITCHES THAT THINK THAT IM GOD

I identify with the trash and litter always stay suspicious of the lowlifes and the throat slitters, my head low scratch and scurry urban critter my flow will make you sicker like a bad chicken dinner theres people buzzing about the lovin in the air, I tell em man you gotta feel the hate before you let them know you care, my face busted up like I was laperriere that witches meet me with the thousand mile stare. Ride the orange line the fiends coming onto me the old heads roam around like they got lobotomies Im hocking loogies, just to break up the monotony I got em feelin fucked up like 1000 days of sodomy, solemnly the witches dropping like dominoes the body count increasing man I think its time to vaminos, notice rotten chicken wings, who's eating all of those? littering the ground i keep on walking or else I'm a ghost. And I hope nobody learns my name because Im tame and every walk I take's a walk of shame. Instead of mirrors use the cover of Aladdin Sane, Im drunk and tipsy watering the city with my golden rain. I feel the rumble greasy ground make em trip and tumble, residue remains the same if it'll make em mumble. some cuties in my main lane heads looking like bubbles greasy man will telescope examine call him young hubble. On the double and those chicken heads don't know me, they don't know why I scream to imitate kevin mahoney. She's emaciated and her grip is bony, but homey Im so slick I slip out leave her drunk and lonely. lust is a must when the crust coats my clothes, I got it good i got it good cause Im a new rose, strike a pose outside the papi store with old crones Im joe blow and all these freaky killers know I'm so-so. The cities so attractive rabbit carcass, Im that greasy maggot stagger up and grab it off the road and drag it. thoughts of death as I ravage beef and pickled cabbage, soon as they spot me I vanish.

RIOT.dent- flowing of the top of the mental, this body is just a rental fuck up a n****s dentals, just for the hell of it I'm celibate just for the hell of it pick up a new drug habit just to call it quits stupid shithead dickhead falling all apart residential social offender worst luck contender kidnapping kids to dismember doesn't matter the gender one doesn't discriminate its still just blood on his dining plate

GREASE- im swigging from my schulykil cup i don't get fucked up. Cant spill a sip, cause people know I'm that human lump. Im sliding down the river banks cause I'm feeling glum those greasy ghouls up on my back get mad because they done called my bluff. Im out of sight I stay hidin in the woulds all night. I got my pocket light find rusty bikes and its name my price. scrapping rummaging by candlelights the spice of life I flick my bic and light the wick and piss the woods gonna feel my fright. crack my lips I gotta spit ignoring all the night eyes boring all up in my shit, Im living with ticks and killing the time by gathering sticks the earthworms squirming in my drips I'm secretly hoping that it will stick. Im never leaving rather stay posted up till my face gets furry, wind up a greasy tale and make cuties think that my stories stirring, I got em sobbing watching them shining lights cause they're searching for me , understand its a waste of time because all these slugs I got working for me. cloaking scratch my skin across the bark cause Im foraging. witches smirk at me, but they don't know of my origin. I plant myself under canopy and contort my limbs Im tangled up in the branches catch me whispering like the forest is. RIOT- Im out here dying and the smoke is fucking up my senses. the devils hunting my dreams a couple degrees from senseless. Embezzled prophecies across its ovaries, fighting romance when the heathen screams, sweating beneath the breathing trees. knees scraping canopy drapin over my rapey fantasies. Huffin down incense as Im running through the woulds ducking under bushes laying low just tryna stash my goods. Shooting bullets at the sun and all this killings just for fun

hold it man I still got half my hoagie left I woke up to a crackhead fiend in screaming about the home he left so i call the feds the veins are pippin out his brain they press against the fingers in my pocket smashing garbage cans and making dents I'm posted up and strain at the effigies of cops that got shot, before I snooze en route to shooting up the 40 spot like i been taught to roam without a glock gripped in my mitts instead preoccupied by puddles thats reflecting back at me my greasy grin vans slowing down as they pass, I don't fuck with it some sketchy circumstances got me hauling ass for 10 blocks. hobos gazing at me like they know something i don't but realize that they're just stoned off some shit that i don't even wanna know.the boys will fuck em up on sight, putting faces in the pavement catching bodies in the name of taming urban blight. murky nights I'm jackin atvs and dirt bikes to roll around the block until they stop me in the morning light. I'm drowning in a greasy tub I roll with scum and I'm a grub thats chasin slugs with faces only mothers could love being watched from above, as I'm rolling in the mud i stay so subterranean i only surface for the drums a glum disposition, so jumpy ill be twitching, got the black stained fingernails from dirty ditches ill be digging catch me swigging schulykil water pour some out for victims cause i reside in a belly that could use a little fix in, I'm not dishing, just do a little bit of mental swishing cause some images in my mind i find them sticking got me clicking got some particles that ill be flick in at the passerby them dirty dogs run up on me because i smell like chicken. morning drippings from the sun bleached papi shop sign try to fuck me up by dropping in my eyes I'm dipping to the side, hypnotized by cans arranged in lines as i disappear beneath the awning muttering my slimy rhymes

my piss stream like a corkscrew, brace a clammy hand on the wall like damn, what am i gonna do trying not to hit my shoes, trying not to leave a clue so i don't get tailed by the boys in blue the greasy man shoulda knew, now he's in a stew now he's fumbling to formulate a word or too. still slipping on goo weighing down my clothes man that shit is soaking through and the puddle grew. My doom com in soon better move stash away the ooze cause thats all i got to lose plus a couple brews, PHILLY DUSTIN as i cruise, weaving out the lane cryptic patterns to confuse door comin loose. swerving past crew of dudes who will work for food shrieking bloody murder leaking in my suburu, the whip totaled on 202 now I'm stuck lickin wounds posted up in the gloom Im not tryna get capped where my people at damn my phone thrown in the river so forget that, figures looming in the black breathing down my back asking what the fuck I'm looking at but its a trap had to laugh as i slip down the grate avoiding fate in a state as i shake and i quake i don't feel so great, bleeding out in a pile of crates awake for days sheddin half my weight as i waste away dudes comin want my head done shrunk in a jar pretty slippery but i won't get far because i broke both my legs in the car on Girard now I'm draggin half of me through the tar and I'm sorry cause Grease knows he done fucked up bad bloody rags and my skins really starting to sag that shit flapping in the wind pink flag when they find my body rotten with its head in its hands.

fermenting out here meet my ending sending pieces of my greasy meat that I'm vending these thirsty fuckers got me locked in my room consuming brews till i swoon, i thought you knew, I'm broomin up detritus off my front stoop that residue i kinda slurp it cause its left from you narrow view mission me shrinking guiltily when you're in my view that ill be brooding bout the dirty things i think of you. foaming at the lips chomp at the bit a zombie for the hips a fist will fuck me up quicker than a fix and they're bout to mix me, i use the glints off the broken bottle you used to sip i stashed that shit and smashed it across your porch when i felt ignorant. skins so thick cause thats where i put out all the cigarettes i find in vents, barbed wire fences don't make me want you less bleeding bad as a matter of fact laboriously draggin cross the slag spilling guts on my vans i grind my pants against the gravel so shredded I'm headed straight for death, im so affected i let it make me a nervous wreck. left the drywall indents hoping you're next trapped up in your neck the dreggs had me fucked up slimy sobbing into my breakfast eggs ard bet watch me drip in the sunset trail of loogies it runs wet chalkin life TiNA strumpet dumb quick sick slackened fist coated with oil mixed with your spit collected by hand as you beckon your specter looms in the wreckage i met it with open arms no harm so far done blunt trauma leaves leaking fiend seep under black sun.

RIOT- CHAVA, beef patty need a knife sure i could take a slice of his life, fuck around and, GREASY boul aint ever been actin right, below the torso with a warrant of disgust unmistakable must give a fuck i can see behind your skull now retreat you think my existence is muck i think you're relying on luck slide through another, fuck around and slide through- inside your wife with a knife she gazed deeply in spite transferring strife she emptied herself onto my kitchen floor as if she had no shame anymore. CHAVA WOLFMAN GREASE- never walk down indiana never let those boys see you eat wind up in the slammer. never consume curried goat of your future while a homies screeching in improper grammar. never lurch down the hall don't drawl don't ever think about opening the door on the basement wall. don't take bankers shots every time, don't let papi know the DIRTY MAMMOTH lost his mind, behind the times. never find a dump to hide behind behind the times better find a dump to hide behind. never forget to find the thing in the trash and sigh, never drag it behind a malibu to hide behind. RIOT said Im behind the times, watch him run away clutching packages. Never follow solitary figures into the autumn mist or maybe winter steam. from the fish market on 9th to a murky puddle up 18th. the only city on Earth, never wreck a chance to gather dirt. Always turn the brass knob carefully, slowly prop it open squeaky hinges wakin up the baby. The city of brotherly leanin on crumbling telephone poles boo dog "Church" Shiva- i dont sweat it i just perspire it i come through and i admire the way that you could but then i try vaya con dios i come through and the team is all roasted and they all smell like scallions a bunch of rapscallions i come through valiant and i paint the scene i violet that turns to crimson and brown why did i strike out got the knives out every time i come out spinning the umbrella blade shimmering and they all say awesome switched up and pull the claws out and then it was another raw sound and i wonder saw soother sawing my tooth off down to the vein and i wonder could i have even feel it then and i wonder which way the vein went and I'm so vein and I'm right back at the same painting a pearly polychromatic i come through and i will probably possibly switched off LORD TWOCK when it hits me and thats when i forget what had hit me and then i come through and hit you like nothing you ever seen before the whole team and more is all enlarged and their table looks like a mountain yeah look around like yeah we found it