Jak Tripper
Goliath Mountain Troll
Oh Mother Earth, we praise thee that wicked seed springith. That flower wilt and unopenith. That grass growith soaked scarlet. We praise thee for winds that whisper through the dead birch, through the whore frost spitten pines. With these hollow consecrated cannons, I take life with a mighty oak, ogma

I'm sparking wicked
Tremors like Parkinson symptoms
Euthanize my fucking brain with arsenic liquids
Til you die sleeping in smoke like arson victims
Fuck marketing, I'm heard all around the Earth like HAARP descriptions
These voices, hard to live with
Heart is skipping
Bad heart condition
From grinding all sorts of hard and sniffing
Been on so many sheets I feel like I'm in a perforated card trick prison
Start war, leave cop car doors kicked in
This punch will hit your chest so hard I'll knock your arms off with it
You can't shoot a punch, if I threw you a gun you couldn't hit a barn door with it
Fuck rap, I unwrap lines like a yarn ball spinning
I chalkboard bitches
My face war painted like a Dark Lord Sith
Rip off his face make a dartboard with it
I'm really retarded
Just smart enough to make an art form with it
About to shit on all these artists
Like German hardcore bitches
You get housed like H.H. Holmes
I flip voodoo ounces
I'm seeing serpents and rainbows
Spikes in my face like the Dervish
Serving in flame though
I mean fire circles under black churches of stained oak
Cloud immersed
Levitate foes
I circle breathe in a Pacific ring of volcanoes
These cats money tossing flossing white and H
I'll leave you slumped in a Porsche and drive away
Dump whores in hideaways
But always dismember the corpses right away
Step forth, I spark metal like forks in a microwave
I'm out man
Fuck what you heard, my shit's raw
After I'm done they all turn to elm