Murked Out

Lyrics

When I rest the glass between my feet It won't belong 'til you hear me speak Give the heavens a nod and take a bow Then I rock the mic like God taught me how David slew Goliath with a sling and a stone Samson slew the Philistines with donkey jaw bone An' I have a picnic on the grave of King Solomon Where herb grow holy in this holy Armageddon I like the girl callin' in sick for work now Actin' like a burnout, the last'll be first now The first to be turned out, you better learn 'bout The turn 'round or get murked out I got 'em murked out, layin' dreadful Gotcha momma wishin' that she never had you I got a bad crew, they call me dirt mouth We dust 'em all off, yeah, we got 'em murked out I got 'em murked out, layin' dreadful Gotcha momma wishin' that she never had you I got a bad crew, they call me dirt mouth We dust 'em all off, yeah, we got 'em murked out He causeth the grass to grow feed the cattle And the herb for the service of man, woman, child I'm prayin' on Psalms 104:14 and Leviticus 21:5, aight If you ain't really hip to that you a stranger Ghost town motel, your sign's flashin' vacant Raised on revenge that's complex as Oedipus What'cha sneeze from, ain't always what'cha feather dust Use this wisely, amused and wily A fool that's smiley shows proof precisely Despite the torture and pain, I brought the rain Makin' your crops grow, the salsa on your taco Mics ain't no pom poms, don't wanna hear rah-rah In a rickshaw in Hong Kong, meditatin' kaya Nickel bag buyer, Reaganomics survivor Get liver, a Luke Sick a me no miser I got 'em murked out, layin' dreadful Gotcha momma wishin' that she never had you I got a bad crew, they call me dirt mouth We dust 'em all off, yeah, we got 'em murked out I got 'em murked out, layin' dreadful Gotcha momma wishin' that she never had you I got a bad crew, they call me dirt mouth We dust 'em all off, yeah, we got 'em murked out I got 'em murked out, layin' dreadful Gotcha momma wishin' that she never had you I got a bad crew, they call me dirt mouth We dust 'em all off, yeah, we got 'em murked out I got 'em murked out, layin' dreadful Gotcha momma wishin' that she never had you I got a bad crew, they call me dirt mouth We dust 'em all off, yeah, we got 'em murked out I got 'em murked out, layin' dreadful Gotcha momma wishin' that she never had you I got a bad crew, they call me dirt mouth We dust 'em all off, yeah, we got 'em murked out I got 'em murked out, layin' dreadful Gotcha momma wishin' that she never had you I got a bad crew, they call me dirt mouth We dust 'em all off, yeah, we got 'em murked out