Graveyard - Kno, Sheisty Khrist

In a graveyard, I’ve been\nA body I have seen\nA female condom’s what you should be throwin in\nYou need protection, I’m sick and I’m going in\nI’m sick when I flow with pens\nThe shit like some old Depends\nThe pick of the chosen men\nI flip… hold up\nI’m the Talcum Malcolm, the Emo Primo\nGot no need for beef, got a Vegan ego\nI’ll squeeze three freaks in a El Camino\nArizona Charlie’s East Casino\nA stack on Blackjack, 3 on Keno\nSo much cream that they screen my C-Notes\nStains on my jeans, breath reeks of Cheetos\nThese girls on my team, breast meat and deep throat\nShe don’t swallow? That claim’s preposterous\nLets just say she has a populous esophogus\nShe prolly wanna crash, but no Bandicootin\nAnd yes we’re going Dutch, but no Vanderslootin\nCus I don’t hit women, but I’ll annoy a bitch\nWiretap your phone, Rod Blagojevich\nI Vincent Van Gogh hard in the paint (ay!)\nWhat gave you the impression that I can’t? (ay!)\nMany have tried, most of them failed\nTrap or Die, Oregon Trail\nYou won’t prevail if you push me\nI’m that dude, Todd Palin\nI get dumb… pussy\nThere’s a gem found in every heap beneath when you’re six feet deep\nA ledger that points to treasure\nPots of immeasurable gold\nThat are six feet deep\nThe Grim Reaper reaps the souls of those\nWho walk in their sleep, we’re all six feet deep\nI pray the Lord my soul to keep though I’m walking in heat\nIt’s like I’m six feet deep\nAll at once I stepped out of a dream\nThat music in my ear\nAll at once I stepped out of a dream\nBut a body that was me