(Bloody Paw On The) Kill Floor

Buy now, I kill for a living

Buy now, I kill for a living

I'm fitted for a heat-resistant sleeve

Keep your distance please

Your persona's in question my phosphorescent skin

makes your heat pistons freeze

I'm a hallucinogen pez-dispenser, led ventures

With a group of umpla-lumpa parachute troopers

Who discredit theories and behead your mentors

Who can radio wave windsurf to invert what is common knowledge

I will insert my solemn promise to style until my limbs burst

Negotiate with marketing consultants, giving me the once-over

Wearing grim smirks

They would like me to convert my gritty edge

To unearth my earning potential

But my face is so sun burnt

Due to all the grassroots grunt work

That I won't be co-opted

And every photo-op needs to be photoshopped cropped and snipped

But I'm a street vendor kinds sir

This style-free is dopamine

It's a meat tenderizer at the gallery opening

You can join my suicide cult

Membership is free

Take these cyanide eye-drops

And peppermint hemlock

This is what you have been billed for

Dancing on the kill floor

To vibrant woofer, clients butchered to a film score

This is what you have been killed for

Dancing on the kill floor

To vibrant woofer, clients butchered to a film score

Contrast bohemia to my workplace

When I'm racing in carpool lane

to sell shit to an art school lame

-Don't you think you're hot shit

Well what do you have to offer-

A dead archetype able to be purchased on a credit card swipe

But they can they pinpoint and nail

My distance between art and commerce

With just an invoice of a sale

I will disappoint an ail

Those who want to deny us the majority rule

When a will jump in my primordial pool

Without knowing where their swim trunks were

But not everyone knows

What they're called on to encumber

You can't know by just logging on with a pin number

Buy now

You pasty Brits

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You crazy chicks

Buy

Cuz I don't pay attention to rules,

regulations or safety tips

Love us

Eligible bachelors

Love us

Cuz we're the Blowed rappers

Loved

Cuz I tour the country so much

I can do it blindfolded with no road atlas

Unrelated to your three-legged

preachy bootleggers will do away with you

CD duplicators make vegans

Do the salad bar swing-pivot

Wave your valid parking tickets

At the endangered sea-urchin

Tell me the name of your political activist key person

And I'll tell you what's under the blips of the clean version

Of the infamous rap rant

Trickling down the baggy pant leg

of this unhappy class aid

Covered in shell fragments of this

Graffiti tagged glass egg

I can sell anything to a hip-hopper

like it's my cathartic something

But I don't make enough to go apartment hunting

You can dance to death

And for no extra charge

Give me your debit card

So you can have sex with stars

This is what you have been billed for

Dancing on the kill floor

To vibrant woofer, clients butchered to a film score

This is what you have been billed for

Dancing on the kill floor

To vibrant woofer, clients butchered to a film score

Buy now,

I kill for a living

Buy now,

I kill for a living