Jam Baxter - Incoming lyrics
rate me(Verse)
Old tight the hangers
Westerminth swimmers, funk rollin'
Free the manners
Eyes stabbers, neck ringers, skin picking scammers
I watch them all slagging time
Ladders from the sky, meet your suicidal goobie ad attackers
The little wet brain splatters on the sheets
From the shoot after weeks between your ears as you sleep cuz you shook
I love it when shit gets a beast of ya
Cuz you can slash a hole and let the fat trickle through the streets
Options for failure, blame your old man
Or pick a partner and paint yourselves pink and hold hands
Like twin fascists, draggin' floor with print baggage
Comparing dead bugs with superficial wing damage
Uh, before gy'used a couple wing gashes
Take a lick, sold pardon, puked up and switched planets
Normal, see, I ain't fuckin' with yo Tribulus
But every winter's solars and I been marked defectuous
Blessed edda(?) me, but I ain't gonna win her a single penny
Shredding me or drop her medicine for me
Mr. Savior, bought yo fever, ignoramus
This tight fist bleeding on this perty white dreamers
Stainless, controlled by one plastic button
It triggers a sudden jet of blood to end any discussion
Geeks in the towers like fuck em
I dug defined China route and stuffed their faces in the ovens
(Hook)
Singin' incoming, incoming, finger out, kill em all
Sting somethin', sting somethin', fuck the rules, pin em up
Swing something, swing somethin', two face villain out
Wind rushing, wing rushin', they ain't gonna win nothing
Fuck em up now, covered in machine's fix
I've been dumbed down, the devil's in your dreams
All muscled, darked out, flaten in the streets, let another one drown
Fuck em, fuck em up now!
(Verse 2)
Everyone in town is now sufficiently suspicious
The old mutant super powers are officially fictitious
Comin' book villains, young dumb and ambitious
Mouth smothered in a warm smile, that gave us all the shivers
These oily sacks of bandages' delicious
Once you've tossed the mangles, human heart you're squeezing
I continued asking, made the drum come cross for martyrs(?)
Checked it from the premises and wooed it out the feelin'
And so the plan is still to skittle on the winner's streets
Skipenese cripples that shrivel in a squeaken bleach
And Greek death grinnin' with a false set of missing teeth
Earth worm swing middle fingers to the Chicken Beat
And when the freaks came to batter where yo flesh has neva heard the word fuck
Used to brag, it seemed effective, was special
It's funny how dividance king is scheming in a pool of golden ladders
Drawn to every precious metal, strange
I shrugged out the fort and kept vibes in
These black cloud, tim 4 lining
Everything's divine therefore everything is shining
You are not complete yet, we are not surviving
These are not your people, weren't even scatty
Like a three legged scatty, chasing pigeons in an alley
There's a very real feelin' at the bottom of that baggey
I booted with as many humanizers I could carry
(Hook)
Singin' incoming, incoming, finger out, kill em all
Sting somethin', sting somethin', fuck the rules, pin em up
Swing something, swing somethin', two face villain out
Wind rushing, wing rushin', they ain't gonna win nothing
Fuck em up now, covered in machine's fix
I've been dumbed down, the devil's in your dreams
All muscled, darked out, flaten in the streets, let another one drown
Fuck em, fuck em up now!
