[Intro]

This is labor...

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[Verse]

Who put the monkey wrench in well-oiled perfectionist emblem

Just to watch these monitors spit white noise through your office space

Automater, I infect jolly gene pool descendant clown-clusters

Brushing dust mites off your starving art revolution sound jugglers

Delinquent friend from brick habitat

Bob, weave, stick, move, fence

And pause somewhere in the middle for slick invention

This years brain crops spread spectacular, I ain't mad at ya

Don't stay mad at the caliber (I twist characters like Twist characters), uh, uh

Tally up the alley cat aggression in this Doug E. Fresh infested

Mess of bass line lust and automatic b-boy Krylon can combust circuit

Working these war pig cyphers with Ted Striker stability

And kamikaze chivalry

I alone noble in a worm food feud

Walking dead generation

Ain't nobody asking for your patience

The grand opening holding me to face the fact

I knew myself and didn't have to ask nobody else

(Talk about labor)

Fantastic planet urchin putting work in

Searching for pertinent verse minus the murderous diversions

Apologies won't lure me to the communal sob story

Nor will I sacrifice live style to benefit jury temperament

This old Green Goblin web cutter butts up against

Crayola daydream landscape spitting bedlam (Uh), dead 'em

Charge the villagers nickels and nicotine to watch him fed to

One disgruntled kraken at high noon

We'll sell popcorn beer and balloons

I got an inkling this gon' be the one the children bicker over

It's that Warriors vs. Baseball Fury element

To glitch his motor sensory development

I am a star, really

That Big Bang bastard's back with a one-way ticket to beat street

This all is like, relevant to human kind supply/demand ratios, man, learn it

I work past the surface

I work on what I love, I work to service all my burdens

And I'll work until this here little flat line closes the curtains