push it to the limit
possibilities are infinite
but one single glimpse inside the sausage business
makes you want to renounce the world and become a christian
listen evil for the most part is unopposed
they wanna strip you of your house and soul and your clothes
plus harvest crops grown over your burial hole
thats their whole goal until radioactive skulls glow
and i know i myself get pretty mad nihilistic
spit linguistic pimp shit and whip up skits indifferent
the way i move speak and think pushes the brink of friction
but at least i have class analysis language in my diction
just remembering all my months in institutions
kind of a blur phased out by diminution
by gaslight i think its false and compartmentalize
your mom can drain my balls while i aim at her eyes
but the target i despise is the imperial bourgeoisie
we radicals all want some sort of anarchy or anarchism
biden and trump snort like pigs malarkey but we dont listen
the facts were understanding are so deeply encoded
in a world gearing up to be burnt and exploded
its corpse turned over rotated and reexploited
while savage thugs reconnoiter
manifest destiny in the eyes of the explorer
with a decoder ring singing songs of anointment
disjointed interlocking spoken words of disappointment
targeting the weakest opening while they hiccup and guzzle
rape dogs snarling and grinning behind all their muzzles
the empire wants to rule everything beneath all the rubble
jeez guys im starting to think the kings really want trouble
Jay Alejo Writes 