Patricia Taxxon
Panty Hose
Like cold water on a dirty face
Like your daughter in a dirty place
Got one name with thirty faces
One moment in thirty places
I'm a threat in many spaces
Even when I exit, I leave traces
Many men are locked in stasis
Braggin' bout it, but been basic
But life's a bitch and they got the basis
No nomads seeking oasis
I admit, my life is dangerous
Lifestyle of the poor and famous
Tainted with some shit that's heinous
Pure perfection don't come painless
All associates hard and A list
Discontent displayed in cagеs
Can you tell me how it feels?
With that panty hose round your nеck, I've no head with which to try
But I still got your respect, respect, respect
Can you tell me how I taste?
In that musty august heat, I've no tongue with which to try
I was only ever a dream, a dream, a dream
Nobody knows, Nobody knows
I'm in the bag, I'm on my toes
Everyone dies, anything goes
Everyone reaps, anyone sows
Oh god, no god
Oh god, no god
Oh god, no god
Oh god, no god
None come to save us when we're broke
Fix the drunk with the coke
Fix the brain with the cope
End the sentence with the rope
Oh god, no god
Oh god, no god
Oh god, no god
Oh god, no god
Evolution kicked in in stages
Words spoken on different stages
Curse broken I'm free to chase it
Built upon it but can't erase it
Tribal grounds and graves on graves on graves
Steal and then deface that
Write backwards try to embrace it
Mutant made of false creation
Doctor operated on by the patient
I see through time, she never changes
I talked to god, she hates the races
Expecting death in thirty paces
Like cold water on a dirty face
Everything in its perfect place
Dedicated discursive faith
Everything in its perfect place
This is a robbery
Give me your property
Torture via believing the lottery