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Hominidae

from Fakie by Ush

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lyrics

Where've you been, my little gorilla?
You been wending well lost amidst the flotilla?
Drinking all the poisons they're so eager to give ya?
Thinking you're invincie 'spite that naggin' scintilla?

Did you see them big trucks and which way they're driving?
Did you have the good fun with domesticated thriving?
Oh, I know it's easy to get carried away.
And oh, I know bowing's easy with the ebbing and waves.

But let's call a winner a winner, motherfucker!
This fight isn't mine and it shouldn't be yours.
I'm a dim-lit slackjaw and born-again scofflaw
with just enough spit to spread it on my wrist.
Slip the cuffs off, monkey run.

You trusted the wrong man, my little gorilla!
It's not the one with the gun who's tryin' to kill ya.
Look at the silvertongue, baby, the maybe-promise-filla.
For he can't dance to you without a little of spilla—

spilling the blood from his goblet,
spilling the blood from his pimp cup.

So let's call a winner a winner, motherfucker!
This fight isn't mine and it shouldn't be yours.
I'm a limp-fist glassjaw with little but a bonesaw
and just enough grit to run it through my wrist.
Slip the cuffs off, monkey run

to the black butter shack
where they keep the bolts down
deep under the floorboards
where they dream of the heat now,
'cause this is just the kind of thing
they expect you to do
'til you take the business end to your crown and your crew.

So let's be losers together, little brother!
This fight isn't mine and it shouldn't be yours.
Just pinch your piece to quick release and fact those fucks with your disease
so what they feel in the belly will settle in the skelly.

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from Fakie, released April 2, 2024

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