Suck my Flute
OMNIA (Official)
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"What an incredible feeling, to possess an ego." "FUCK IT BRO. I'M FUCKING LIT! I'M LIT AS FUCK." [Prelude] Peter popping off Pimping pussies the prick of an Parenthetical prehensile proboscis Piper has propped a Pampered picking of the population Prepping personnel for possible espousal [Verse] I came up out the cut Like I came out of a portal with a forty and a blunt Do you really wanna' test me cunt? You bastards never know when to run, when I'm coming with the "fee, fi, fo, fum" I'm the verbal respirator, the vernacular investigator, the leet speak that tells you "c u l8r" I'm in your face, a space invader popping off the lasers I'm serving up the failures like I was born to cater; a flavor I savor "Hey, did you about Zach yet? Guess it turns out that he came out as a faggot" Half-truth, I'm the human vacuum Ask your girl or your guy how my tongue moves in the bedroom Disappear in a flume of lust in bloom Full of pride and due diligence, must be the month of June Came out the second day of Summer; I've been absolved of Destroying these half-baked time-wastes That just discovered that there's more than The tendies their mommies make Sitting on MySpace, wondering Why no one likes their butter face As they spill hate for anyone that's not their race Well bitch I got pictures to paint You can suck my asshole clean while running your tongue on my taint I'm the omnipotent being so don't fight the feeling that you Stand only a half of a quarter of an eighth Of the man I am, so just for tonight Make love not war, so just out of spite Keep the spirit alive Keep the youth in the night Take it back to the reprise Find that feeling that's one of a kind It's not something that you want to miss in passing time I'm sorry; I can't be like you I need an audience and something to prove Another kid with a dream and a mental disorder Chained himself to solitude, never learned how to loiter I see them standing, jumping, and chanting For someone who's prone to incoherent rambling I step on stage and accept the fame The show's sold out but no one came