Jonestown Milkshake (Feat. Kirby Dominant)

[Extra Kool:]

Well excuse me, I got a pocket full of grievance,

Doctype please help me set fire to the squeamish,

Well it's all truth or dare once the angel gets his

Nike's, taking arsenic to the head spells hell on the

Psyche, watch us all fly away, we're more fun then

Hand grenades, chasing comets with the creature, selling

Thoughts and lemonade, now I'm feeling so swell in my

White jump suit, Jones Town milk shakes an simple mind

Is absolute, now when I finally transcend, I want my halo

Draped in ivory, a heart throb snuggle bunny, in the land

Of milk and ice cream, I want a tall glass cup of lust,

Topped off with extra sugar, so the blood pumps love like

A stolen Kamasutra, with the glass in my hand, now I'm

Feeling silky smooth, a whole box of hail bops, watch the

Sky start to swoon, I feel like Johnny Deep, cashing colors

Through the sky, I guess it's all fear and loathing, mixing

Life with cyanide.

[Hook:]

You can leave, but it's best to stay and obey, I make a deadly

Creme brulee, with a Jones Town milk shake. sip on it [x4] yeah

You can leave, but it's best to stay and obey, I make a dangerous

Suflet, with a Jones Town milk shake, sip on it [x4] yeah...

[Kirby Dominant:]

I was born on the day of the dead, with a coffin on top of me,

Grew up in the streets, where I developed my philosophies, of

Life and death, calculated the ratios, I don't relate to the

Nigga's you know, I'm like Van Gogh, cut off my ear, to let you know

I'm hear, I am the unstoppable rebel force, if you want to take

The course, I can show you how to keep the shotty close, when

The enemy approach, and if you want, I can give you lovely

Suicide tips, on how to slit your wrists and let the blood

Drip, die and come back in a Cadillac pimped, you use to be a

Trick, but not after all of this, I'm the king of rock, there

Is none higher, you won't stop jocking till I retire, but I got

The energy of a gee vampire, who be kicking it with chicks who

Rock rubies and sapphires, my pen twitches in the moon light

Like a polygraph machine, what a fantastic scene, the author

Of your nightmares, just might tear through your dreams, and

Bask in your screams...

[Hook]