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[Verse 1: Lou Sinergy] Magnum Opus ever quantitative It's a sleep walking power plant without a radioactive gown and Quantum Of Solace slippers Decoded dialects, switching semi-precious onyxes With [?] perpetual promises See I'm still making vulgar food for thoughts [?] than [?] in Krueger's claw Because narcolepsy is a step [?] to suffocation by pillow I guess [?] sums up these thoughts that take place here in my youthism snores Sabrina, Salem saving my sabre-tooth fascination With the stars being bullet woulds in the silky sky's cranium Still, my I R Baboon mindstate is in a Ren & Stimpy remand Whilst [?] I've spotted hydroponic vines to Climb out of this bed city's red hands [Hook] Ink-redible, indelible speech marks, public inedible monologues I killed two birds with one comet Whilst my James Bond ambiance hides in Mad Max's closet Ink-redible, indelible speech marks, public inedible monologues When I breathe trees rot, I speak beatbox My jeans reek of lively heat rocks I need teapots to fire me off For five hours of knee-drops [?] Ink-redible, indelible speech marks [Verse 2: Lou Sinergy] Swinging through euphoric smog [?] lifting your psyche from the fog [?] Masonic lodge With Calvin Klein shielding his [?] Hickory Hiccough-ing La-la-la-la-la Flicking the Hennessy [?] Trying to maneuvre around Piranha puns In the concrete swimming caps smeared in Kelly Brook's blood And I'm a great, into pissing in the wind Fish smell I pioneered the fish finger ...? Wrecking, this entitled to this attire ...? [?] got zilch to do with you [?] marches beyond bugle troops I puke-infuse a few funerals I fuel fumes Generate the acid rain that pours on my town And my Alzheimer's confuses me As to when I had my last legal libido La Vida Loca pronoun [Hook] [Verse 3: Lou Sinergy] Leaving ladies in labour after my bigotted Valkyrie blood [?], green, sweat and crocodile tears Play Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson, paper planes and scissor kicks And challenge every [?] of cinnamon sticks I don't think it's suitable For my pharmaceutical root of all evil to Be left with a pyromaniacal In the form of one or two legals With Ranga skin that chases a dragon But isn't fit for needles You think my patella will stand for that? Neutralise the equilibrium between mysogynist [?] [?] [?] bringing rigamortis Obi Wan Kenobi's wanking hand [?] that excuse towards the genetics Of a [?] listening to a ethnic's verbalry ethic [?] hardly I've had an incredible amount of hate Who combines strangulation with my common denominate Ink-redible, indelible speech marks, public inedible monologue