Paroles Narcoterrorist Megalomaniac de Agoraphobic Nosebleed

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There's so much money in guns and drugs
I could have anyone killed
with a phone call.
South American women
being torn apart by huge cats
for my masturbatory amusement.
Nothing like paying for a four thousand
dollar boob job on a third world slut
and have it ravaged by albino tigers.
While having another slut on your dick
trying to disprove her expandability.


89. Releasing a Dove from a Ghetto Rooftop

Holy Roman orgy, fondlers of the cloth.
Catholic schools i.d. possible elementary
level queer stock.
Gay, shamed and guilted over to god,
slipping the white collar over fresh cock.
This is the semen of your salvation,
bent over the fuckin' cross.


90. A Chance at Reprisal

I gave you a chance at reprisal,
and you didn't take it.
I am going to send you to hell.


91. Altered Ego

The gratification of the ego
Oge eht fo noitacifitarg eht.
The gratification of the ego
Oge eht fo noitacifitarg eht.


92. Pin the Tail on the Donkey

You can talk to the police,
you can talk to the press,
you can talk to the politicians-
I don't care man.
What we're doing here is so bizarre;
no one will ever believe you.


93. Latter Day Mormon Ritual

They will slit the throat of a goat
and slit it's bowels open.
And you will either have sex with a crucified
young girl on a cross
or a half rotted corpse.


94. 5 Band Genetic Equalizer pt. 3

From scientific theory
on mongrel idiocy to eugenic pedigree.
Mixing the race out of the test tube
in lab based baby creation.
True scientific excellence
removes the prejudice
in the future breeding of good strong
American stock.


95. Absurd Boast

I was getting my cock sucked
when the plane collided into the second tower.
She spit my nut up
and wiped her mouth
with the American flag.


96. Burning Social Interest

I prefer starting forest fires
to the company of others.
Fuck acceptance
for this crap sake of breathing.
Investing in friends
to be some freeloading turd
with a never-ending burn to save face.


97. Whore Torn Yet

I know how to kill an army of one,
with some Malaysian monkey cunt.
Armed and horny,
veteran of a foreign veneral disease.


98. Obi Wan Kaczynski

Opening a letter bomb with a light saber
so you can feel the force.
Ashes and anthrax
slowly settle on unused technology.
The age has come to invoke
catastrophe on the sand people.


99. Placing a Personal Memo on the Bosses Desk

Rifle through your desk
from a hundred yards away,
camouflaged in pigeon shit,
high on the tower of brotherly love.
A hopeless romantic,
Cupid's arrow seeds itself in splintered
mahogany.

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