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DJ Nex “Respect Is Due”
Wouldn’t you know it
We’re fucking poets
and greykeeper have no intention of going this alone
It’s a two-for-one special
Double dibs on true potential
We would tell you how we do it
But that’s kind of confidential
This pair of accidental tourists hack off sentimental purists
But they can back off or sue us as we’re damn sure they mistook us giving two shits
May have done before we tried the fucking new shit
This is the good shit
Grade-A all the way but this isn’t to say that it is any less prone to leading us astray
As greykeeper display all the signs of decay and have no inclination to consume and obey
At least, not since the universe had its say
Sensing betrayal, we felt a wide array of feelings
And it was then that we fell in that we were actually feeling something
Having been numb for a number of glum suns and fool’s moons
It felt good to pop the hood and not a nanoscopic second too soon
We were offered full immunity to spiritual ambiguity
And our apathy to absent-minded quackery was replaced rather snappily with impartiality
It’s not that we don’t care, more that we treat each cavalier fairly
Look them squarely in the eyes and surmise what lies beneath
And if we like what we see well then we let them keep their teeth
Should we have no real beef then you’re in for a sweet treat
As we bleed deep on command and have no qualms regarding feed
Just go a touch easy when you latch on
As we may be heavy bleeders but we’re not fucking tampons
Please excuse our profanity and lack of hospitality
But there is something about vanity we find far less than sanitary
Thus we banish the vain to the great pit of abnormality
Where they can slum it with the uglies and lose the superficiality
Granted, greykeeper may not come swagger free
But here’s the thing
Well it’s a battle rap see
One cannot make an omelette without a few eggs cracking
And if we do knock out those dentures, we’ll be sure to slide them back in
Please don’t adjust your tracking as we lack the knack for staying static
Much rather be emphatic than overly diplomatic
Drilling through the fire clay with pneumatic pizzazz
We’ll bore down to the ore before a cool jazz encore
Louie Bellson on twin bass drums
Duke Ellington blowing sax stacks
And the whole goddamn Rat Pack in the back bar, knocking back the Jack for cracks
greykeeper have a late date at this carnival
Skin deep the very second we glanced subatomic particles
Done with column inches, skipping media trip switches
Clearing out the hollow points to tag and snag the snitches
As nothing makes our faces twitch like low life sons of bitches
Give us half an inch, we’ll make them eat their own grim feces
Then pinch their last Tic Tac, make them sing Auld Lang Syne to their nieces
Don’t blame us
It was Uranus courting chaos
But it may be a good time to stock up on some spearmint dental floss
On second thoughts, maybe you should make that extra strength
As we’re sure that that’s the bad shit and your breath smells just like death
Back to the new shit
The much improved shit
We cruise you lose shit
The we’ve got better shit to do than spend another gloomy moon dazed and confused shit
No mistake to be made, take us back to that place and we will lose it
That’s why greykeeper pitch from black and fucking fuse shit
Damn right we fuse shit
Don’t stand to lose shit
For we hooked up and backed shit up
Shit got real
We waxed it up
So whatcha sayin’
Go bag it up
The Fucking New Shit!
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill
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