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Madman Talk

Stanza 1: Di Watch & Di Work Dem gyal deh a list dem eye, To di snake weh di fly just fly in. Cho, it nah do much, true, Dem jus' waan busy like chemist. Dem did got a plant juice mix, Hold it 'gainst young bird eggshell. Speckle pon it, like mask dem put Pon di old mechanic dem. Dem really tink car cyaan fix demself?

Stanza 2: Dis-yah World & Di Vexation Dem nah shove monkey-man Inna Satan forcefully, a tree bark. Shit attach is attach, Case fi bird, chrome tings weh di fly call Di other pink planet. Drip hard, pour it Pon a snake weh chill out, lax a bit, an' freeze, seen? Serve it, serve it to somebody now Inna vial lane. KFC ankle mob too much, An' him live it too much, not nuff vitamin. Goin' in hard, mi waan yuh fi tek weh belong to mi, An' plant it inna mi mouth, yeah. She got tobacco tits, serve, swerve! (Swerve!) When him like it, heaven cyaan be far. Mi a go tuck inside mi.

Stanza 3: Di Tuff Tinks & Di Miss Out She tink hard, an' him find ski cover Like him neva know. Wonder if God get it dis good, an' safe? No, oh. She emo, she gone, Lost it all, it over, gyal. Mi cyaan relax, why di bwoy-man Nah slide inside, a waste? Lawd God, di dog did jus' a serve we too sweet. Ga-ooed it overnight. Delivery bundle nah reach, miss it.

Stanza 4: Journey, Deception, & Strange Visions So tek di ride, go ankle swag, Fly sky, go high, go South India. Pay di pundit, him a liar, See di moustache, but we can do? Weh if di bwoy-man tek a longer holy cow bunga flight? Cheese, blue cheese, bloodcl_t Thai! Nah dead inna box Chevy pack. Oh my rahtid! Mi willy change, flip! Now mi got a new vision. Somebody call quick, quick! High net, high bye, Land, touchdown. Blue vials a wait. KFC plates, run dat plate, Run up pon a Mac. Yellow vial cost so much, Yuh nah go pay again. Corn pon flight, por favor. Now you a gyal, eye covered, bleeding Benedict Fi did have dat. F**k surreal, only fire like dat.

Stanza 5: Experience, Identity, & Di Big Tings Him got some experience, like him own callin' weh it come. Now new identity, new total, Everyting yuh need, boom, done, jus' like dat. F**k man realty, unlucky gyal, Weh yuh got? Tell mi yuh got two inna di middle fi handle dat? Mi did mi from mi. Lit more pon dem. Mi had eight lore hell route fi fend feeds off. Yuh had Russian yacht off hook, damn, Him did oily, Mediterranean Russian, real golden. Come see alien piping, size big. Dat small? 24? Now dat a Lordy!

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