calculon

kicking knowledge with a pocket full of weed stems

i'm prestiging for the fourth time and i'm wondering where the weeks went

people speaking like i'm going off the deep end

deep end please i ain't even got my feet wet

be a sweetie pass the six shooter please

knock the wind from your sails when i need to shoot the breeze

i'm a drop the anchor here

between you & me

let's float let's drown a sailor for mutiny yo

i keep my blood poisoned for the vampires

i'm careful a silver tongue for all you werewolves

you think you're beasting i have seen it all before i will end you

merc with a mouth like deadpool

i shoot freeze rays

bitch i breathe flame

grab a rappers car & spin it by the key chain

i smoke steam trains

man i eat planes

i got you running like the promoters of heatwave

this ain't my briefcase

i'm just holding it

it glows gold with marsellus' soul in it

so i ain't got time for all your bull shit

you're playing russian roulette with a full clip

it's been a drunk bender but the album's on track

good news though calculon's back

help me out man where's the plot i can't find it

i'm on some 'all my circuits' got fried shit

i'm sick enough to kick a rap without trying

if i actually tried imagine how i'd spit

frightening

they ask me where i been

so i have to reply in skyrim

they ask me how the writing's going for the album

so i have to tell them skyrim it's embarrassing

no lie sneak is like ninety-nine i kill 5 men

before the first guy realises i've knifed him

run around cutting off heads

with a knife big enough to butter god's bread

it's either that or cod

try to move against me

man i see 'em like a uav

i'm from melbourne where junkies tend to break into your mansions here

trash your gear smoke meth from a chandelier

your little fuse is getting shorter than your rap career

keep living in the yesterday like a langolier