un-subliminal messages
 

nope, none here, crap, if you see any... congratulations... not?

ladies and gentlemen, hoes dating crack fiends with divorce settlements, lend me your cardboard boxes... what the fuck am i doing...

come see this, newborn jesus, a fuckin' phenom|
a walking fetus, amazing talent, not a genius|
don't expect ill, first you gotta have a penis|
femcee? we're fucked, they don't even need us|
artificial insemination, just another "cathy" or "cleetus"|
seemless vocab and dreamless votec|
gather 'round kids, this is the world only we showless|
hole-less space everythings white again|
stop watching TV and stop complainin'|
oh well, what do i know, newborn jesus|
gigantic penis, but all these are wishes|
"bitch where's my koo-laid?!" these words are glitches|
i'm just on light switch so flip me|(off = middle finger)
i've shown you what's in the light, but you listen till your fifty|

not meant to be great, who cares, its been a while

that was pretty good for hour basic the structure was... we got another femcee up in here?

i'm not a femcee.

i guess it was subliminal.

i'm a dude, dude.

yo anti tis was decent but i seen ya drop betta shiti kno u havent dun it in a whiole and tha first one u drop wen ya come back aint great but u still got ya talent