Dissonance

By Kopyrite

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[Verse 1: S.O.B.]

They say run toward what you don't get but I keep trippin'

High on a jeffrey I landed on a dick while dissin'

These pricks, they're scared shitless now they're phallusless

Now I have six gettin' clitoris and mouths of dick

I burn palaces like Lamb of God, really loud as shit

David Rockefeller seeing my actions, probably proud of it

Supreme Omniscient Being, everyone's doubtin' it

I'm livin' as someone else and I'll give you a hint, not John Malkovich


[Verse 2: Kopyrite]

All seeing eye, like satellites in the exo-sky

I petrify like kitty-cat eyes, do my bidding or go die

I'm low-fi, nothing past 10k, hi-fi, death by sonic waves

No I don't wanna hear Wayne, shut the fuck up, something Donnie say?


[Verse 3: Doctor]

The Doctor's in this place, better get the oxygen tank

Because I'm taking your breath away from these corny lines I'm droppin' late

Boxes and crates in the way, we've got some time we oughta save

The patient's fading, so is mine, I'm tired of waiting, so bring the flat line


[Verse 4: S.O.B.]

It's the mental trio, going in harder than diamonds

Can't scratch this, no, not even gold can bite this

A party excitin', MC Hammer invited, a transparent boss

I break paradoxes and touch him like Midas

Because I'm on Midas shit, achieving gold sales lightning quick

I'm a hero for hire, like Luke Cage and Iron Fist

Ha, I'm just kidding, I'm a pathological liar, bitch

No super powers involved, it's just the Vicodin


[Verse 5: Kopyrite]

I'm the real hero for hire, mercenary, hard-wired

Bringing death to those who conspire, their asses set on fire

Ashes from the fire blended in the wackest we admire

We smoke that dire, so big, S.O.S. comes from the pyre


[Verse 6: Doctor]

Never once have I expected them to talk blunts

Now they're in a hospital, in a reserved corner like it's dunce

But, they were making fun of the masses

Sarcasm, huh? Pretty wack, it was actually Xanax, not weed


[Verse 7: S.O.B.]

I wake up like Mysterion from this shit

A party last night, look at this, I got a burned dick

Because it was an honor to pitch, and that bitch to throw

She couldn't catch shit, I must have missed the mitt and hit volcanoes

Explosions of fire in the air, I penetrate the plane, she's bouncin'

I'm spittin' on her youth like fountains, Wayne can suck the dick he's mouthin'

Spidey sense says her name is Stacy, and she still couldn't catch for a baby

Again, the dick on plane crashes in mountain, maimed, the Big Lebowski's poutin'


[Outro: S.O.B.]

Aww yeah, keep goin, keep goin

Hey, hey! You suck! You suck! You're going to die for that!

Hahaha, stupid bitch, this is what you get for not being able to catch a dick!

Hahahaha, stupid whore! Hahahahaha!

Hahahahahaha!