Insects Are No Exception

By Boxguts

On Blunt Forced Trauma

Released on February 18, 2016

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Flow what I think, blowing that stink

Full of the drink, go to the bank

Pulling out Franks, then throw it on dank


[2x]


[Boxguts]

Who are you and your foolish crewmen

Out there gooning looking mutant like Shreks with tecs

Well we deflect the cartoon bullets stupid

Pullin some FUPA up over two huge tits

Just so I can hit and split the dripping wet set of thick coochie lips

Spit the slickest loogies yes

Twisted twisting doobies, flipping ripping music

This is viciously sick missile puking

Kid Hadouken to the big Sonic Boom Man

Yo you got nukes too duke, then why the hell don't you use them?!

I'm abusive like move bitch, get the hell out of the way

Of my spray before it leaves you laying sideways on the floor fuming

I fumigate, straight out of the fiery gates

Hard hitting darts, bars rip apart Zombieland

Prison cell outbreaks charge in the dark

Wild biter virus, SARS on the loose

Troops start gripping arms, loot, mark quick

Park, click ,and launch, Bang!

Stay everyday training the aim

Better get far as fuck away if y'all don't wanna be entrées today

Soaking with ink, load up the tank, loaded with kinks

Snow on the banks I stay colder than rinks


[2x]


[Hymn Downstairs]

Let my pen flow slowly the beat grows on me

Calmly while my lips grip the lit bogey

More bounds and more leaps tricks up the long sleeve

My past haunts me, taunts me down the wrong street

Still I sit here and claim that youre all sheep

Y'all move in herds, I heard the words calm me

Keep heads noddin shit faced like sipped stoli

Spit prose, clothesline flows, I write solely

To burn stress no more no less let's get it

Fuck beats to the bass with a wordplay fetish

Dreaded thoughts shredded record it then spread it

Then embed it in heads so heads ill never forget it

Pathetic or prophetic

All depends upon the outcome

When the album come out

Now get it loud son

Get pounds in the thousands climbing mountains

So high my eyes droop kinda down some

This shit is astoundin' groupies? We pounce em

Take 'em to nearest staircase, kick em down em

Unassuming, inhuman, sound boomin

I possess the heart and strength of 22 men

Gloom and doom loomin'

These cats are clueless

The proof is

The lack of any skill in they music

Opinions refuse it

Shut the fuck up son your input is useless

Stay mute kid and bruiseless

Think what you will but don't tell me how to do this

Pulling their ranks, poking their skanks

Hoping to link, opening mink and keep boning the pink


[2x]


[Boxguts]

Chariot horse, serious floss

Without whipping a luxurious Porsche

The furious boss, inferior hairy moth

Cooking thinking you the scariest god

Look very lost, but you ain't squaring off

Your hard act hitting softer than terry cloth

I'm throwing grenades mayne, you're only holding cherry bombs

Don't go carrying on, or it's a red hot dot getting popped

That's your cherry on top

Far as izm rhythms, I got the terror on lock

Ready or not, this shit is Biblical how my torture carry a-cross

I'll parry your darts, n tear you to parts

Writing scorches you can only urn and burn in burial vaults

Watch it bitch, you get impaled on my torch

And I'm just sharing my thoughts, a force to be reckoned with

Wrecking ships I spit imperial thorns

You're there then you're gone

Hand me a saw, I'm about to Tom and Jerry this raw

Aerial Assault, bloody slugs bubble on a ferry in salt


[Jak Tripper]

My wings scuffed and dead flying

I kill heads from bars like Cain blood with the pen's might

K air the roots like headlights

Rolling on bed mites

Land snail creep extending dendrite

Centipede, sand worm, the ends bite

Beetle antler clench antennae

Norse code signal

Waving praying mantis sidual

I'll pill bug opium grip you

Distressed moth heading to the light

Wing design crippled

My sleep a slow ??

Sun green shine by a luminescent glow worm

Spitting a ?? vulgar

Everything I'm spitting bugged

Eggs in my molar

My main from being in heads like an ear wig

Sensors inside you can feel it

Wig slug inside a peeled fig