Why hello dears.. LIME.LIME (NEW TRACK/LYRICS)

[Cereal_Killa]

51 shades of crazy..

You see... I Shadow box to a black ecconomies beat,
then street fight a screen of blank images with ease..
(Take it, take it)
The danger mouse of modesty modestly discrete,
Opening commandor Keens ken of worms
too big to move without Sonics moulie,
of chronic booming through the streets..

(Joey - get down, get down.. with your bad self) James brown

Let me be blunt, this is not a brukhoneko test cunts..
This is a hiku jack move
like a hibrew vomited on a scientoligist high noon,

I'm pure powder with a diction of fiction from a theory of power..
Strumed n strung out through blue moonie mushrooms..

no flowers
or cow
no daisy or plow

ImA heckler for gretles schmickle and any jester in a pickle to be chuck,

Cos I'm too Hansom to be handeled with a gimmick (on one ditection)
To burry every stick in the mud
Ive hit decks and hit up jims,
I've mowed with left handed scissors from Ned..
AND I'LL DO IT AGAIN..

I've been tickled to the point of shell shock, I've turned quiglies scribbles into water,
I've shot spuds, danced with lemons and
I've Curdled a valomboss after walking out of her slaughter

I'm a dark owl, with dark eyes
defying eyeores order of performance
Sinking MY freckle through targe'ts magical springs of scented carvorters,
Ina caravan of courage like I'm blessed by a Catholic cleric and it supporters

I'm too Norse to be north, or left for dead..
I'm a horse off hearsay,
a head of the race n bred to be spread through the boom boom room when I enter the dragons lair..
Boo

It's the candy mans paddy wacken waggon with 3 x's and one skinned pet..
in a lotus wit a radio strapped for the rainbow effect..

Im rolling in ultra violence, a ***tus and a pollar bears thought process.. so
(Giddey up, giddey up)

I'm an aerial display of awesome, I'm awe itself, ironed on to poorpers..
I've been struck by the stars n portioned in a pigeon hole of gideons pawn shop..
Rorting a system of vidiots in a laundry mat of idioms..
Loeytering with grammatical incisions,

I like tin tin n the god damn tin man, but only if there cornered as victims..
in a crying game orgy of wisdom..
It's a Fact!
I'm the blue baloo in a lagoon labeled as an outhouse..
Zaptt..
On the down low I'm the type of young gun that wouldnt be a cunt n leave Charlie dead on the ground now
pose with your posse, partners, it's time for the a.batty money shot
Get ur harness cause it's rectom time,
I squeeze the apple till the mother fucken honey drops

No crums on this carny, I'm farming da-donk donks fors key to a monks cemetery..
On a giant peach of peligamy,
Paraylized from scarface's pelican
and its entire attire of chemistry..
so when I say how deep pigmes..
yall better answer rhetorically..
(Michael Jackson scream)bazooka bubble gum sfx