Permeate / No Cilantro - Monster Rally, Jay Stone, Monster Rally & Jay Stone

We 'bout to

We 'bout to launch ourselves outta this dimension

Stone

Monster

Woo

We’re coming thru to the other side, try to find us

Misconceptions discombobulate the weak minded

Just something that I’ve noticed on my quest

Open your eyelids nigga

Say it with your chest and don’t deny it like your father did

You signed your birth certificate and penciled and dismissed you

Mother smokin' crystal meth

Reason why your baby sister’s deaf

Life’s rancid like the babysitter’s breath

Touched you while you slept

Put a limp breast on your neck

Not in the job description

Underage sex, prescriptions of penicillin

And the hatred at the children of the villain can’t kill him

So just line em up and lead em

To that building filled with demons

And watch em excel, exhilaration

Adrenaline’s depleted

Uncontrollable breeding

That beating was well needed

And that pamphlet on them STDs I know she didn’t read it

Too busy pulling the string on that Herman and Peewee

Ate a hermit crab and now her breath be smelling like that seaweed

Cantaloupe avocado and kiwi

Push the throttle and resume your screaming

Like the vice model who just did a line of pipe cleaner

Anti deep thinker, just today a pipe dreamer

Thoughts who wander like inebriated vagabonds who live in cardboard

Checks with dogs, crackpipes us

Into hell as Barbie dolls named Ratchet, Bitch, and Reevis

That nigga just ate a whole Bible, and now he think he Jesus

Now we swimmin' in it

Reminiscin' in it

I’m doing breast strokes

I’m doing breast strokes

Woo

I think we’re going through another dimension

Where the fuck are we gonna end up

I think I’m coming thru the other side

What the fuck is that?

Oh, that’s the other side

Whoops, think I slipped

Fell and bust my lip

Swallow blood and spit

Eduardo, make my tacos no cilantro if you want a tip

Put some extra coco on my nachos

I don’t want no sniff but she does

Also wants me stiff like old SNL re-runs I begun

Now all I need is Isley Brother LPs and Capri Suns

Summer breeze, bloody sneeze

Think she’s had enough

Reconsider, sacrifice your liver

and huff

Emo kids who give no fucks

Bitter like the taste of grandmother’s old lunchroom brunch

Some consume much too much

Vacuum out, now that chicken cartilage is stuck

Sock him in his gut like carnie kids

Did the bus driver drunk a pint of Jameson?

Six packs of Budweiser reached his threshold

Like ten centimeters I’m dilated

My cheerleaders are constipated

And my conscious couldn’t make it

To the conference with my logic and my hatred

Busy smoking chronic with my patients

Hydroponics

Strong and sacred and I’m weightless

Hey kids

Take a moment, lace and donate, feed it to a man that’s homeless

Take his drank his wine and now her body can’t condone it

Codeine in the shaman’s potion

Lucid dreams in constant motion

Can you feel my heart exploding?

Is my remedy too potent?

Like the dusted ganj you smokin

Shameless, inappropriate

Outrageous anti-chauvinist

Embrace the villain

The melodious, the miscreant

Present them phobias

On the podium that entered them that rhythmic stimulant

Kill like concentrated diabetic insulin

Chase with bad Excedrin and an old epi pen

I’m hypoallergenic and I’m not your friend

Doing vocal calisthenics with a gold encrusted grin

Causin all these epidemics I’m running against the wind

Catching remnants of these moments

Eyes open til the end

I’m gone

Eyes

Open em up

Open em up

Open

Open em up

Open up your eyes folks

Open em up