El-P

El-P - Dead Disnee lyrics

rate me

to Get retarded on a boom box frame (frame!)

When all the funny little games are dead (dead!)

Rush said he didn't like the name (name!)

Try to tell me that my peoples aren't Def? (Def!)

Rebels spill the pattern thats dusty (dusty!)

Uprock with a mad hatter thought (thought!)

Tryin to act live on Mr Toad's Wild Ride

Get ingested without prejudice daddy's revenge on Oedipus

Standing on a precipice holding hands with Gepetto the lecherous

Manipulator of oak, the sick joke

liars want to be real and conceal the nose growth

in the first row a the show, try to front you get choked

Slayed Bambi, sprayed his whole family

Try to act cute, got his hoofs in my pantry

Frolic through the woods destitute and mad aggy

Brainwashed badly, the propaganda had me

When the design of modern culture is modeled after new (Sodom)

Bottle and packeged with emotions for kiddies to get robotic

I come with damage thats fantastically uncomfortable, kill the paradigm

vomiting rotted language addict, thorns for Brer rabbit

When the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney World, world world world world

Front now, you got a cheshire cat grin

eerie malevolence of commerce combined with backspins

I'm just a kid, tryin' to do good for my friends whose lives end

While the queen of radio play painting the carnations red

Fantasia 2000, was a number one flick

The housing development built to collapse quick

arousing the relevant faith to berate this

Dousing the machine, gasoline and flame fists

I'm full blown, apocaloid perp needle dirt

Born to make a thumper that warns the scorched earth

Anarchist chef, make napalm from Nerf

Put the propane to the fertilizer watch it convert

Penny... ante, cheaply imitated

the dead dis rotary blade persuade many

But look a little closer, the jails are not empty

the rabbit hole, made for the meek and re-entry

You're on the wrong side of the looking glass now Paw, face it

My brainiac drums make computers lose patience

Decepticon era kid, scream Zulu Nation

A hundred and forty nine stay high battle cadence

Live among the merchants of blood (blood!)

but all the power and control means shit (shit!)

now you can frolic with the demons in the mud (mud!)

But motherfucker you don't want to match wits (wits!)

Spit on a corporate lackey, unhand me

Hand me the contract and back away slowly

Spit shit distorted if wack, I'm disbanding

Either feel the hellfire, or pay what you owe me

Top of the world mom, and all these lights are so bright

the Epcot center of the industry, snorting snow white

Tryin to find a happy thought, dwarves wanna fly

And naked lethal weapon plunge off a high rise

Up against the Weathermen? you're an adult in never neverland

Dumbos that step on toes with that fly shit contraband

veteran straight from the nang death cookie

duely compensated by saturation of rookies

No self pity and no savin' the children

No romance, dancin' and group hugs

No tolerance for internet wars or soft beats

Lord of the island where Piggy got stuck

When the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney world

World, world, world, world

When the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney world

World, world, world, world

When the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney world

World, world, world, world

When the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney world

World, world, world, world

(Dead Disney motherfuckers... ha, El Producto

Yo... 2002 shit, bring your kids, bring the family

Weathermen, Def Jux, ha, ha)

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