C.O.U.G.A.R. - Birth of a Beast
“
You are privy to a great becoming, but you recognize nothing. To me, you are a slug in the sun. You are an ant in the afterbirth. It is your nature to do one thing correctly. Before me, you rightly tremble. But, fear is not what you owe me... You owe me awe.” -
Francis Dolarhyde
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*verse provided by superior A.I.
Age is just a number but I'll stick with the youngest cubs
Courting Only Underage Guys At Random; I don't quit 'til the sun is up
Lick where blood is pumped, hitting muscle I bit through the jugular
Mum's the word, but the term 'cougar' comes from British Columbia (
thanks, A.I.)
Can't ignore invasive species when weak kittens are smothered
As landlord I stay overseeing the eviction of others
Who eat-in-the-bush like a scavenger that's on a mission
I'm a path finder when stalking minions... 'Attacks hiker' like politicians
Summer' offspring that fall in winter... I'm off and running
If God loves ugly, this chubby warthog left me awfully hungry (
be nice, A.I.)
I'm a different breed, literally a litter of me is a pedigree
A stalemate, in hindsight chasing tail left me in the weeds (
less syllables plz)
I'm a creature of habitat from the desert heat to the sea
I'm living free, a-mountain to nothing and everything in between
Knead a family tree, intrigued when parts are barely forming
A slow release of pheromones and feces mark my territory
A horde of beasts draw vermin up from down low
I sometimes eat-insects yet can't talk dirty with my mouth closed
(nope)
I'm a solitary cat, if there's family reunions I never go
Adolescents grow, to 'shoe' a Puma you have to make your presence known...
As a stealthy predator I can sever and swallow your lymph nodes
Then like porn when a midget blows, I'm watching ya imp-load
(gross)
Press 'pause' and limbs broke, tied off in ropes as I fled
Be-stowing the rest, I just hope nobody spots the coats that I shed...
They go for the neck, some even try from behind of course
Vying for a paralyzed deformity with one lethal bite to the spinal cord
My wild-life reformed, that which comes to a standstill's tame
Rendering it immobile, it gets graphic with some handheld Game...
(bang)
It's strange a mountain lion a cougar and a panther's all the same
If I'm left panting while I lay, you belong in the pantheon of greats
Conservation through conversation, fearing that choice is an awful fate
Kill you and your 'livestock', I'm hearing cat voices beyond the grave...
(lame)
Commonplace while on your range, I take from lawns with haste
Then I'm on your face, stalking low on my legs like lingerie
A modest gal on the prowl, ain't a problem finding a date
Criticizing my shape? When trying the steak I'm often lying in wait...
Climbing away, confined to a cage and never taking a bite
High maintenance; Staying up late in the night is just a day in the life
Training for fights, follow my lead, you know you're tailing me right?
Out of sight, when things go off the rails no-entrails will suffice...
(yikes)
Ex-stinked like Sabertooth Tigers, those incantations passed
An alias asks, 'Why take the path of a lowly snake in the grass?'
Diseases 'contract', we earn it back but pre-fur the cash
In odd amounts, claws come out if you can't come to terms with that
A cougar is just a stat, a victim to horrific attacks
Yellow eyes looking through you, it's the supervision I lacked
Fruit forbidden from dad, a pet exiled from the rest
A double standard, so in denial I trekked a mile every step
Stylish and trendy like your father; it's been awhile since we met
I smile with dentures, hiding dilemmas that's defying common sense
As a child of incest I'm forever silent as a lamb
Yet cuz of my sex they'll never see me as the pedophile that I am...
(damn)
Mom you accentuated my inhibitions, a strange empty definition
To me C.O.U.G.A.R. stands for Can't Open Up or Gain Any Recognition
Baring fangs and always hissing, interrupting the neighbors supper
They would shudder like what would blot out their window panes with color
Angels take me under their wing amongst rain and thunder
They don't wonder why you always hate the dog days of summer...
Satan was your ashtray, you were always led a-stray, encumbered
A 'mother' with an 's' way in front - I got all blanket statements covered
Thanks for smothering me bitch, or should I call you my pregnant lover?
I earned the pain I suffered, it's like a cougar birthed a Dragon hunter
You have nine lives... Strange enough you made eight with others...
Age is just a number...
But what am I gonna tell my baby brother?
Hmm?