[Boxguts]

Maui Waui, hands swatting hot clouds of steam

Pound a surrounding scene 'til it's showering ground meat

Hungry and grouchy, stomach rumbling loudly

A bummier Towelie lifted in a foundry with bundles of brown leaf (Ohh)

Dumb fried (yeah), but fucking fine, guts is lively

Slimy cutting cuts with the grimiest unrefined grease

Sun shines, steel pots and pans in the microwave on high

With clusters of chum flies puffin' trees

Suckers get tongue sliced deep, spittin' lead

With a yellow jacket, nest for a head

Piss is red, clammy sex in an oyster bed

Sizzle breath popping over stove toppings

Hearty like your boy Aarti the Chef (Who)

Chopping shit in a clean kitchen hopping wrecked

Chomping a mess out of all the real heat that I get

[Jak Tripper]

Real heroin dope, ocher and brown

Open her blouse, choke that dishrag (Uagh)

Suck out her ghost after I pry, open her mouth

I troll for the prowl, so many prostitution visits, see ghosts circle, over my house

Either an ocean or drought

I bleed deep artery blood

Incinerating rosary shrouds

Pig roasting ovary mounds

And I'm not new, I'm under your movements and scenes

I get stupid on beats, I'm a loser and creep (Yeah)

Misunderstood, he hung himself with the belt ripped from the loose of his jeans

I'm part of you

Plus, I mix shroom with the leak

I'm loose with the blue's and the Z's

And I don't do 'em, I give 'em to cute little teens

Date rape bait, club drugs, sucker fish, Cupid's on G

I'm a mutant machine (yeah)

With drives like Downey Jr. on E

In a club of vampires 'til sun up, I'll puke when I leave (Ueghh)