Netcees - peter rose

I watch in ways strange apart of the days paint
start your part of the days change pick apart
the same frame your heart takes the load
i escape the moans groans of waves that's slow

cling to extremes occult more hits then peter rose
make you eat your toes eat the souls like kruger
i give them homes enslavement zones pushed in a
thorn bush more kush it smell like some pond scum

dharma robbin egg blue cloud spit the truth out
44 mag knock the back of your tooth out
you milhouse in itchy and scratchy scratchin and itchin
like a kitten it gets cloudy when these owls hunting your pigeons

dont fight it let it go accept that witch you see infront
creator of deceiving dust free another lead em up
see a sucker we beat em up i see the suspect
he exists with in my thought mind its a complex
no contest cook your eggs and fry your omelettes

critical man at the moment division expands
your existence gets banned it will expand
like distant rivers and lands glyphs pictures in sand
laughing at death while he pissed in his pants

shakin higher pitch walk a isle blissed my style shift
death in his wish millennium kiss wild skips a frame
risk your dame thinking a dame to risk exchanged for a quainter gift
putrid mist flowers point to me and say hey! take a sniff

i peep your color break the beaker boil point
i dont try to escape within others never a fuck follow boy
alloy in the macaroni and cheese peeped your hive in back of the Bee's
capture the greed bathing on rocks capture degrees
invisible maps lead me back to the scene....