This is Minister Metal Foot

Treat a pedal Like an earwig

And cook off by applying the same logic to the gearshift

Bird off prey circle

Serf homes like I tweaked when the beak

Hit the bones, leave him alone

Leaky break fluid but ghost

The boy whip swift

Cruise for the unusually mutual shoes

In & out hotstepper lane eat fame

Spit the blinking lights back to the lions

Keep the name freak the frame

Like it lasts without compromising the mission

On guard to peak with the gain the second

The second frame twitches

Which is fine, I learned stay alert early

For the buzzards that burgle the worms

Know nothing of mercy

Wrote this one in europe with Walz while his ravi sick at home,

It`s killin` him

If you can`t identify

Peep, see when you kill the shows, then the bills unfold

And if the bills unfold, the children ain`t gonna pick at bones

Only soldiers shouldres built to carry weight could troop us

Shake a room up scoop the venue phone

1-800 Brooklyn zoo is Kenya home

I mean, it`s love when the screams leave your face

But it`s realer when your seed`s fever breaks

Kid, I got your family, pull up a chair

I got a little something that I want y`all to hear

There is much greater peace out there still

And if I gotta carry it home in my teeth for y`all, I will


There is a greater love

Greater than your papercuts

Greater than the labor

Suckin souls out of the razor tongued

All eyes on it

Cut the edge and cut for it

Water & hot porridge

There is a medicine I know and live

It dissolves and swims between the bones and skin

When the dry walls start closing in

I mosey out to hold the win

Kill switch


Welcome to sham citiy limits

Let your insects do the walking

Let your indent through the shredder

Let your instinct make it awkward

If Gitty in the gauntlet, set the phasers on kill

Cuz the millions that haunt it ain`t offered the same pills

My chemical happy squad operate with freedom fighters

Eye of the tiger pride prize fight

Nighter off a Geiger napkin scribble to crack riddles

Fizzle back in after the ax tip rizzle grips actually swivels

And they won`t stop asking all the wrong questions

All the right answersfor s**t you ain`t find interesting

Hand pull the plug and fuck it

Make a hundred albums, not a one for public consumption

Now that`s that, good lovin`

Lugging fetus

Feedback isn`t what I got down for

Dancing on the ceiling with that lip

On the ground floor of the building

You`d leak anything from document to poison

To stand on your brother`s face and holler boyant

Float like a butterfly

Sting Jackals you could never shackle

Zooka maggots bring mavericks

Sing a song of sick spit blood in savage

Illin` children, cuttin` papers lilac in the attic

And I casualy shift up

These crusaders hold a dual saber defense

For the cruel natured weekend drifter

Please do not interupt the placement of the steak

On my kinfolk`s plate, wait...