The Trashman Cometh
And here we go with
Zebulon, Trashman cometh
Got you hooked on all my phonics
Yes I'm hustlin' the hardcore
Smooth with dope ebonics
Sledge hammerin' the grammar
Sweet talkin' up your Gramma
Shakin' hands, kissin' ladies
As they dance to this and stammer
Best believe we on the come up
All these houchie mammas done up
Painted faces, when the bass hits
It's a circus until sun up
Carousel to hell and back now
Crooked cops are on the crackdown
Til confetti drops I'll never stop
Or fade into the background
My life for you
My life for you
My life for you
My life for you
I need to calibrate all my chemical doses
Cause these thoughts keep multiplying like my cells in mitosis
Prognosis pyromania
I'll light up this track
And what's left in my head
Won't leave your city intact
I'm the trashman, I'm gunnin' for you
Boots on the ground
Don't you dare underestimate, I'll level your town
I'll wait until you think you've got patient and calm
Then I'll come riding in on a hydrogen bomb
My life for you
My life for you
My life for you
My life for you
One last time before we exit
'For the Trashman comes and wrecks it
Got this part of me, artery, and the tissue that connects
It's pumping poison
The noise in my head is foreign like hoisin
Thoughts abandoned, damaged, stranded
Just like the bins you put toys in
Lost and found up in the attic
All the emphatic static
Covers up all of the reasons and the questions Socratic
Lifts me up, pulls you down
Far enough, underground
Apocalyptic warnings forming
Barely making a sound
My life for you
My life for you
My life for you
My life for you
They've pushed you down, for your whole life
And now it's time for them to learn
I'll set you high, above rank and file
And then I'll send you out to burn
They've held you down, for your whole life
And now it's time that they learn
I'll set you high, above rank and file
And then I'll send you out to burn
I'll set you high, above rank and file
And then I'll send you out to burn
Zebulon, Trashman cometh
Got you hooked on all my phonics
Yes I'm hustlin' the hardcore
Smooth with dope ebonics
Sledge hammerin' the grammar
Sweet talkin' up your Gramma
Shakin' hands, kissin' ladies
As they dance to this and stammer
Best believe we on the come up
All these houchie mammas done up
Painted faces, when the bass hits
It's a circus until sun up
Carousel to hell and back now
Crooked cops are on the crackdown
Til confetti drops I'll never stop
Or fade into the background
My life for you
My life for you
My life for you
My life for you
I need to calibrate all my chemical doses
Cause these thoughts keep multiplying like my cells in mitosis
Prognosis pyromania
I'll light up this track
And what's left in my head
Won't leave your city intact
I'm the trashman, I'm gunnin' for you
Boots on the ground
Don't you dare underestimate, I'll level your town
I'll wait until you think you've got patient and calm
Then I'll come riding in on a hydrogen bomb
My life for you
My life for you
My life for you
My life for you
One last time before we exit
'For the Trashman comes and wrecks it
Got this part of me, artery, and the tissue that connects
It's pumping poison
The noise in my head is foreign like hoisin
Thoughts abandoned, damaged, stranded
Just like the bins you put toys in
Lost and found up in the attic
All the emphatic static
Covers up all of the reasons and the questions Socratic
Lifts me up, pulls you down
Far enough, underground
Apocalyptic warnings forming
Barely making a sound
My life for you
My life for you
My life for you
My life for you
They've pushed you down, for your whole life
And now it's time for them to learn
I'll set you high, above rank and file
And then I'll send you out to burn
They've held you down, for your whole life
And now it's time that they learn
I'll set you high, above rank and file
And then I'll send you out to burn
I'll set you high, above rank and file
And then I'll send you out to burn
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Mushenko, Andrew St. Jean, Bobby Hoyt
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