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  • Slurred Minds

    Slurred Minds

    GAMEBR0VIP

    (hahaha) House too quiet feels like Something ain’t right it must have

    been those shrooms i ate,

    wait, last night? Fridge started laughing

    At a quarter past five I been staying up watching the hallway

    bend Saw a dude with no face tryna call me his friend

    He had six gold teeth and a neck that could spin Said,

    “You got any snacks?” I said,

    “Man, did dug sell me crack?”

    Slow down Who’s that?

    Big shoes Black hat Door knock Knock back I yelled “WHAT?” It

    laughed

    I got a dead lawn flamingo guarding my porch Neighbor called the

    cops, because my lama ate his shorts There’s a hearse doing donuts

    on its way to the morgue And the driver keeps yelling “LET

    ME GET A NUMBER FOUR!” (hahaha)

    Hold on, Something’s wrong

    TV on and the Dog is gone Hold on,

    He came back With pants on he’s standing in the kitchen wearing

    my momma's thongs Keep the door cracked I might slide through Got

    a shopping cart full of shit I can’t explain to you

    One fake leg Two bowling shoes Three little dolls yelling “WE KNOW

    WHAT YOU DO”

    I said nope

    Hit reverse Backed straight through Somebody’s yard And a kiddie pool Now

    there’s glitter on the windshield Blood on the seat Probably ketchup I

    ain’t checking that deep

    Pulled up to the gas station

    Guy behind the glass Had a pirate patch on And a possum

    in his lap

    He said, “Pump six broken” I said,

    “What about five?” He looked over my shoulder Said,

    “You came here with nine” ...Nine what?

    I turned around Whole car packed

    Eight weird dudes And a clown in back Clown said,

    “Drive”

    I said, “Where?” He pointed straight up Like we going through air

    So I punched that bitch Eighty-five downhill Shopping cart sparks While the

    clown grabbed the wheel Cops behind us Helicopter above Possum got a

    shotgun But he shooting out hugs

    Now the moon got a face And it’s looking pissed I yelled,

    “Mind your business!” Then it blew me a kiss Keep the door

    cracked I might slide through If somebody asks You never seen my

    crew House too quiet Something ain’t right Fridge still laughing At a

    quarter past five

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