★ intro: shelley duvall as wendy torrance and jack nicholson as jack torrance ★ Wendy torrance : well, i think... maybe... he should be taken to a doctor Jack torrance : you think "maybe" he should be taken to a doctor? Wendy torrance : yes Jack torrance : when do you think "maybe" he should be taken to a doctor? Wendy torrance : as soon as possible...? Jack torrance: (mockingly) as soon as possible...?
★ verse 1: jakprogresso ★ Cosmonaut adrift, weightless in dead space Cloud seeding, barium trail all the skies like a jet chase Subjects were showing less weight, i'm a dreamland radiation headcase Geomagnetic views, gravitating lead plates Crowns of light were found floating near the test base David fletcher with the quill feather Shades on politicians hide more reptiles than mount weather This isn't sanctioned, i'm spitting like a bull with his balls tied Kicking in anguish, the sacred spore is an alien mushroom that triggers a language Tongue tied, facing the sunrise, chewing on fungi branch (yeah!) And one sunshine head, full lotus position under a bonsai branch Polluted as header on access sings on a killer replica, key punch gotta register Smoke noise until i can't register Other rappers forced to drop shit on their enema It's 'bout to get awkward, pen it like faulkner Convicted stalker, no play, i'm all work I'm at my shows looking like a craft saucer Handsome ducking into the cop car Handcuffed i got no structure it's all tantrums No personal connection to the last one ★ verse 2: twisted insane ★ My brain sicker, i'm an oddball while you pray to jesus Bless the sneezes watching you living your life and your blade increases Cutting 'em all into pieces, ready to murder 'em all once you give me a reason And nobody leaving, ashley, carl, sarah, even steven Ain't nobody gettin' out my way, i will get a heater, put a bullet in your face You will get erased, don't nobody want to see my face, when i come in, they be burnin' at the k Pull a pistol out the waist, every time a nigga really wanna race I'ma try to put 'em in they place, i don't wanna hear no breaks I will put your little bitches in a ditch real quick, no shit, just wet I deposit my secretions believe it leave it i scared it And the bitches speaking english and reese's pieces the penis When i sit up on the couch in my feces drinking olde english And beat up on my dick 'til my shit is dripping and leaking But when nobody tame the beast and they take your mind off they leash And shit my brain's on a different plane, i sustain your pain in my thesis I rid you of diseases, i was standing in a gucci sweater looking for a reason Ain't nobody leaving, run up on a mass and i promise i will leave with not a body breathing, right!
★ interlude: steve buscemi as garland greene ★ Now you're talking semantics. what if i told you insane was working fifty hours a week in some office for fifty years... at the end of which they tell you to piss off? ending up in some retirement village... hoping to die before suffering the indignity of trying to make it to the toilet on time. wouldn't you consider that to be insane?
★ verse 3: eligh ★ I won't do what they want me to do To them it seems insane to be a rebel to rules I don't pursue what they want me to chase To be the ultimate fool in the eyes of the master Be a genius and cool breeze, blind to the passing winds and trends of a few pleas I'm the last of the brass brass band blowing bad bone, banging with a positive class On the lunchroom table, to them i'm acting in the ads Acid rain i taste it on my tongue Pass the brains, i am the zombie with the ambiance and proper lung capacity Huff and a puff away from making the big top Knockin' the door down, running a four point two by forty when i map out You camping out on my last route Been there, done that, cashed out Left the game alone, i let it be Leonard grant been a wrong for that new game Bittersweet to the tongue in the food chain I'm the apek, need a cool chain You're refereeing on the wrong court, on the field of battle playing quidditch Bitches looking at me like i'm on the wrong board The numbers coming like a waterfall and i will make it rain, make 'em pay Auditorium array, i've never been born catapulted that away West coast camaraderie, chemistry, and complicated cabernet Sippin', trippin' off the energy, i bring the melody, i bring the synergy Sad to say, so many suckers are sucking a matinee pg-13 stylewise Wild style my tie, i am on my side, brought to the light, gandalf rotates this mastermind ★ outro: ian mckellen as gandalf the grey & gandalf the white & john rhys-davies as gimli ★ Gandalf the grey: gandalf the grey. that was my name Gimli: gandalf! Gandalf the white: i am gandalf the white
Jakprogresso - Water Space Pilot {Verse 1: Jakprogresso} When I swing fist that's my soul trying to punch out this human cancer suit In the lab on shrooms like an isolation tank spitting rants at dudes
Jakprogresso - Dreamland {Verse 1: Jakprogresso} At the podium, Draco covering machete Thirteenth bloodline amendment, bloodline ritual embedded FEMA coffins spread in aisles pinned with a trilateral
Jakprogresso - Bridge Burning {Intro: JakProgresso} I don't got much to say but I just have to say yo. And I cannot tell you how uncomfortably awkward it is for me to be here and forced to explain that say if
Jakprogresso - Wasteoid {Intro} Ignition sequence start. We should see fire. What? What up man? Blak Church shit. Yo- {Verse 1: Jakprogresso} Me and a fonto burn an elephant ear
Jakprogresso - Fading Star {Verse 1: Jakprogresso} Some say I'm the horned goat I'm more like Isaac of the cornrows Monstrous like Gorgo Now we rockin' the green and yellow like Eddy
Jakprogresso - Phylum Intro: And your cult! I will destroy you and your cult... Yeah, welcome home, Progresso, Twist L's, Earwig Criterion, rollin' like corpse on E, yo Verse:
Jakprogresso - Codiclear Sea Yo, Twist L's on the beat, yo It's caviar, an acquired taste, I'm a wired spaz, you wired stay Bugged in the trap, fly on paste, still in Saigon, deep in the shit, high on
Jakprogresso - Master Artist Intro: Great minds have sought to explain these things, and in the great museums of the world, hang the work of the master artists of another age, giving new testimony to the horrors of
Jakprogresso - Jars de Vourdalak Intro: Look dusty and worn, yo you can see all these live on stage, he moved to New York and paid his fucking high rent, yo, yo Verse: You could live normal if
Jakprogresso - Fire Crown Intro: Smell like microwave babies... Verse: Yo, ayo, I'm pop lockin' like Terry Crews and puff puff pass, roll up a crushed dust bag, cut Dutch aves
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