Back to the previous page

Artist: MC Paul Barman
Album:  (((echo chamber)))
Song:   (((meat n bone)))
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, MC Paul Barman

[Intro]
"Meat, monkeys eat with their feet
 So when I'm alone
 Left with only a bone
 on top of the sky"

[MC Paul Barman]
Kings play Chess Or Feel Great Stress
Phylum in a class of his own, order words to impress
Facts into his family's memories
Capable of anything, yet origin is as specs
Yes, life is cheaper than talk
We sleepwalk so as not to deepen the shock
So how do we confront it?
Don't want it in the pit if our stomach
What you postpone is most prone to call back on the ghost phone
Always got my number as I creeps up the block
Hard to keep up, people weep when I rock
Rulers make wolves look like sheep in the flock
"You sank my battleship," said dude who drank my stank asshole drip
News flash: your crew's trash
I'm gonna go out on a limb, hang off the end
Pull a hook out a mouth, and throw it back out to swim
To the scene of the crime
The meaner the rhyme, the more it cleans up my mind
This beautiful stupid skill teams up my spine
Autorespond: “Whaddayawant?”
Thanks in advance to the banks for the spanks in the pants
Rest assured, I'm the crested bird of nested words, homes
To each his own til sun bleaches endless trenches of meat n bone

"Meat, monkeys eat with their feet
 So when I'm alone
 Left with only a bone
 on top of the sky"

[MC Paul Barman]
Meat keeps its enemy with bone deep identity
It's that hardened shell that starts to smell
At one time, it might've guarded you well
But maladaptive strengths turn to captive feints
And you become your own warden in hell
The term human nature must bloom in stature
When my reptile's kept silent, there's more room to mature
As an adult and as species, distractions need cheat sheets
Eat beets before you get a double mastectomy
Active intention that's that habit of ecstasy
To be fully human is fully divinity
Why would someone else if I won't give in to me?
I reverberate from a murderous invertebrate to perfect mate
Don't even go there, full disclos-ere
I pull out my nose hair, a word to the wise
First prize is that person averting his eyes
A burden to loved ones, it hurts, I can't lie
Curtain rises on freaks, suits and ties in their seats
Expect unique performer back to normal by working week
Start sweetheart, streetsmart mnemonics for life
Economically stated canonical phrases
Raised to your conscience then gone quick
A septuagenarian repped an American arrogant kleptos
expected slept on and buried then woke up in Utopia
Presto, librarians turned knives to envelope openers
Leaders wrote letters that everyone's hoping for!
Pro tip: Don't trip
And no lip, in a nutshell, butts smell
All kidding aside, I'm hitting my stride
And in the final analysis, my vinyls cause vaginal calluses and spinal paralysis

"Meat, monkeys eat with their feet
 So when I'm alone
 Left with only a bone
 on top of the sky"

[MC Paul Barman]
Birth, death, first breath, sperm squirm
Compete to complete term-year, instinct steers tiny worms to egg - ovum
Drove 'em through birth canal, two-hour trip, breadth girth of gal
"Last sperm's a rotten egg!," First one shall wend way in membrane
Lay DNA in centa, it bubbles, splits, doubles
Say "blastocyst" past the 6th day
Then brain sends lanes to form placenta
"Embryo, lemme know!," say shocked couples
Quadruples, octuples, for a time unseen
At two months, size of lima bean called "fetus"
Clitoris stays as-is or morphs to balls and penis
Heartbeat's a flashing pixel, so little, car seat's drizzle
Fast forward 2 trimesters, declutter, break water
Chew on ice chips, nice hips, steer south
Vice grips, awful, soft skull crowning, clear mouth, no drowning please!
Rotate head 90 degrees
Legs spread eagle, knee pull, ovum oven open, people~!
Just, dust, last, breath
Past, death, fresh corpse, gas, left
Livor mortis, shrivelled tortoise, turn blue, lividity
Give it a description, slips into rigor mortis
Stiffer orbits, hold your horses, algor mortis, cold old orifice
Change in pH balance, cells lose structural integrity, autolysis
Putrefaction, cooch inaction, microbes blister like globes
Someone cover this guy with night robes
Leads to bloat like an airship, buried maggots implant skin and hair slip
Where there strip, where flip to active decay
Period of greatest mass loss
If on grass lots, cast-off fluids kills surrounding grass moss
Vegetation cadabra, decomposition island, pile on for advanced decay
Once handsome face kills surrounding grass moss leaving only dry remains
i.e. no eyes or brains, vegetation resurgence
That escalated fast, fat blades of grass stand strong
Teeth desiccated last (That shit is crazy!)