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Rhymes
opiate of the masses
by jeremy cannon

Tall trees, high seas, everyone is happy.
I take this lord and I slap thee.
So don't write it down if it spells it wrong,
don't walk the block if you can't sing the song.
Lead, stabilized, magnified from scratch,
use a four iron if you're gonna stab 'em in the back.
Freezer's broken, baby's chokin', pothead's tokin',
speaker's well spoken, settle down I'm just jokin'.
Light specks shade in and build the fly,
middle of the night, and you're in the mood for rye?
It's Joe Spy with a glass eye and one lie.
So the back of the truck is filled with greed,
piles and piles oh wait that's weed.
Cop pulls us over and gets us with speed.
Haha I equivicated, but that's just me.
So go wreck your lawnmower and buy a new one,
we'll use it as a donkey, don't that sound fun?
I got a little bit of time to create a mine.
Fill it with Easter candy and coat it in slime.
You ain't got me if I ain't got you,
so go and screw like one plus one is two.
Center of tomorrow's on the edge of today,
with a bit of sorrow and now its yesterday.
I'm rhymin' for the hell of it,
don't you like the smell of it?
It's Asian, we're playin' and late and hatin',
so stop shakin' like religion in Vietnam,
it's all about gettin' info from what's gone.

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