Body of Rom Lyrics

Elders benedictions pausing their extracurricular atrocities

The camaraderie

My eyes fixated, glazed dead on their hypocrisy

Tingling running the full length of my extremities, frayed wire enemies

They stay higher than Bud Dwyers blatant suicidal tendencies

Don't fuck with me

Carry your cross of glass as you pass the mic, on to the future plight of the right

Clenched fists, teeth grit, drenched with

The spit of a group of bigoted elephants, firebrand: unintelligent

Your discernment's completely irrelevant

That's why all of your wifey's are celibate

Death is the settlement

Not as benevolent

As the messiah that you got a fetish with

My vision repels those spells that seep deep inside of your brain cells

Why Rom's fatigued in the sap of the current cinematic remake-hell

Binge-watch the mental of the masses up to season 1,000,000,012

I am not a mirage

Ive collided with bombs

Just a technology God

Its the Body of Rom

Image of all that we love

All that we leave

Head in the clouds

Heart in the streets

Galactically free

Return of the DOOM-Bap

Flyin' off the hinges with this new rap

Fuck all the imitators, simulators and sadist prayers

They a slew of fools

An entire group of blindsided hubris kooks

Flew that coop

This becomes nostalgia in five minutes after this bottle of brew

Pseudo human questions, leavin' ya guessin'

Son of the innocence, only the essence was flawed

By the mortals misguided lessons

Ritualistic possession

A mirror image of humanities facial expressions

She crab soup, we grab loot, and semi-trucks of the gabagool

It aint my fault I brought smelling salts for the cheddar instead of reviving you

Lift the nozzle and select the fuel

Rom forever creating his own rules

Cosmic swervin, on my 10 and two's

Had to completely abstain from the gin and juice

Rom's cuttin' loose, I'm like Chuck and Bruce

Never chopped and screwed, that I promise you

I'm like Judge Doom in a large room

Look like a man, but I'm an evil Toon

Steady dunkin' shoes in the bubbly ooze

I got the weasel crew for the rest of you

Leadbelly blues

While I manipulate the atomic state

Then I chop the brain

And redesign you

With my minds tools

You a blind food

Read the sign dude

I am not a mirage

Ive collided with bombs

Just a technology God

Its the Body of Rom

Image of all that we love

All that we leave

Head in the clouds

Heart in the streets

Galactically free