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Foreign Objects Lyrics by Flight Distance

Bad Information

2011

[Intro: Crack Moses]
Woopte woop y'all
Yeah, turn that mic up
613, Centretown, a-here we go

[Verse 1: Crack Moses]
It's Croup G, if you don't know the name I'm, mad
'Cause clones on the microphone jacking my facetime
I don't hate but it's too late
Too many wack underdeveloped acts taking food off my plate
The game's a bitch but I'm loving it
'Fo' I have my foot in the door, we stay blunted just for the fuck of it
My man E came through with the core
Hooked it through the MP and we replayed the chords
I'm not a hipster, I keep it militant like John Dillinger
My syndicate, quick to lick out the bitch in 'em
Rappers forming lines but my science too strong
Five go back to slanging crack, every time I write a new song
Don't mean to brag, fuck it, yeah I do
I spit a hot 16 kid, so fuck ya' haiku
Stop it, don't wanna hear no soft shit
'Less it be the sound of a pussy hole getting stuffed by foreign objects

[Chorus: Lay-D Shelz]
Now can I get a eyewitness?
We ain't leaving till we see green like night vision
Now can I get a eyewitness?
We ain't leaving till we see green like night vision

[Verse 2: Bender]
Yo if this, ever gets pressed the TEC 12s'll burn a crater
So fat DJs replace the head-shells with turkey basters
Tenfold that bullshit you traffic on the market
Starving artist with a bone to pick like Adam in the garden
Half-retarded, me and Moses stealing half your harvest
Leave a circle in the middle of your crop, blame the Martians
Pardon me we came to spark, where you at, this is roll call
Knock the first one down and the rest just tend to snowball
Class in sess' you need an extra hand to test us
Like we're ambidextrous adolescents in advanced piano lessons
Could never match it, now tell your captain throw his anchor down
All my people do is hang around, pumping bangers out
Rec' exec gagged and handcuffed in the trunk
What the fuck I got to lose, been bankrupt from the jump, uh
I go for broke so on the motherfucking day I die
Tip your 40 bottle horizontal and just say goodbye

[Verse 3: Soul Khan]
I think, I could get used to the Gilligan life
With the sun, simmering bright something thick as my wife
I'm more like Wolverine, not the Michigan type
While on the really real you softer than the pillow you bite
My physician's advice, evade stress and play chess
I, wait for this AIDS test, maybe just rape less
I mean rape fewer
Songs not broads I don't want a rape rumor if I'm tryna chase cougars
The type that suck it like the Kirby with a serpent jaw
Y'all can't deter me with attorneys this is Murphy's Law
Bad news'll turn your pants Murphy brown
And relax circus clowns getting murdered by the curtain call
I choose a vacant bucket then I mutilate and stuff 'em
On the shelf, with whatever else they use to make a muppet
This is a world full of pain and suffering
So even if you flee me homie you escaping nothing

[Chorus: Lay-D Shelz]
Now can I get a eyewitness?
We ain't leaving till we see green like night vision
Now can I get a eyewitness?
We ain't leaving till we see green like night vision
Flight Distance
Now can I get a eyewitness?
We ain't leaving till we see green like night vision
Now can I get a eyewitness?
We ain't leaving till we see green

[Verse 4: Patience]
Calcium, kingfisher, fucking all winter
Winter king, paranoid king, harbinger
Binge drinker middle finger little bit of stress
Think quicker, big picture, different from the rest
Bats in the belfry, mouth full of batteries
Batshit, Pat shit Pat, no cavities
Bugs in the machine, oil in the water
Drunk off Listerine while I'm [?]
See me plants over my eyes looking like razor slips, no question I've seen better days
Familiar with the Gräfenberg I push on it like 'Detonate!'
Afterwards just rest and let it resonate and meditate
I set it straight up and leave a pussy resembling Leatherface
Your prowess and game is in its infancy
Your girl's in birth-giving position her ballet shoes looking like wings on me
Sweat drains from my widow's peak to her collarbone as she sinks her teeth into her bottom lip
Gotta dip, split I'm relinquishing

[Outro: *samples*]
"I'ma knock you out ya' tax bracket"
"See my team coming and your heart starts pounding"
"I-I-I'ma knock you out ya' tax bracket"
"We can go the distance, I'll put you under-"

About “Foreign Objects” by Flight Distance

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"Foreign Objects" appears on "Bad Information" in 2011.

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