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(Kool Keith) |
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Live, November 6, 1996 |
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at the Great Western Forum in Inglewood, CA |
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Dr. Octagonecologyst and Chewbacca Uncircumcised |
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perform with with Kurt Cobain and Roger from Zapp |
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(Sir Menelik) |
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The plane managed to land, the skeleton at the controls |
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A place called the Twilight Zone |
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Are extraterrestrials able to accomplish this? |
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I will explain but you'd become more puzzled at the possibilities |
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Earth ending trilogies, wacky stuff |
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Like gas passing dinosaurs |
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While I stroll in circles blindfolded |
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Gave a lady some wrinkle cream out of rat poop |
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You might just laugh so hard your skull cracks |
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Brain spills thick blood shooting out like a champagne cork |
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Females so horny and mean, sucking scales off of live rattlesnakes |
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My boy gave his girl money for groceries, she got a new hairdo |
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Women like this could even make the devil commit suicide |
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hung from a tree on Johannesburg with no parachute |
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Bigfoot captured by UFO's |
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Haloes were found, at the landing sites |
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Vanishing victims, kept alive on metal examining tables |
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Experts baffled they could survive the caustic exposure |
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to laser scalpels, green berets |
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Flowing cold heads in mechanical wombs |
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Radioactive constant temperature circular appendages |
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Cripples start shaking sending distress signals |
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We're not alone in the Twilight Zone |
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\"They weaved among the trees at breakneck speed\" |
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(Kool Keith) |
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Keep it simple |
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Back in spiral, I roast humans like a gyro |
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New York, Atlanta, Africa to Cairo |
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Diplomat King Presidential offspring |
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Two miles from Westinghouse, with lights down South |
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Government chemical voodoo man miracle |
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Super disease your brain is more hysterical |
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My urine see paralyze your ability with space codes |
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electrodes you're ready for a pap smear |
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Wax in your inner ear, doodoo in your outer ear |
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Two cows a zebra will jump through your atmosphere |
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Giraffe-Funk will raise beamin through your trunk |
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Steam of Legion, to burn up in your anal region |
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Power contracting with bombs in his rectum factor |
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Utilized phonic like water in your Panasonic |
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Trip or slip or fall |
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Right into the earth pit, gamma ray toilet |
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Microscopes on your earth shit |
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Dr. Ludicrous, I turn into a octopus |
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Grab eight species, isolate like an incubus |
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Convert with probes, green shit is on your earlobes |
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Attack what stomach with juice they call gastric |
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Alien bugs with sickle cell, get they ass kicked |
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Dermatologists examine more black piss |
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Radiation butter pouring down your sinus, it's Dr. Octagon |
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\"They weaved among the trees at breakneck speed\" |
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(Kool Keith) |
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Keep it simple |
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(Sir Menelik) |
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Utilize to abuse minds |
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Slice head halves, let's probe the subconcious lobe |
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Mathematical parabola, ACT test and just ex-plorating |
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the creative arctic regions, or isolating cockpit |
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A regular pitstop monitoring with enough fuel to fly a small dirigible |
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To a place an oasis in a nebula, Earth |
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Universal charting unseen atmosphere |
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Requesting assistance, I speed through waves like a Concorde SST |
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Then open aperture |
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The shape of Octagon selects forward morphing it's the vertical Frankenstein |
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Prototype of like Kevorkian |
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Mind pedestrian controls |
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Spend elevation gobble the ignorant supersonic cruise |
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Hidin to think, focus psychosis with Von Blowford |
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Black lotus releases when life is flailing external |
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terminal update, thermal conducted power source supplied |
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Man on the moon pumps amps, or souped up cable boxes |
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getting up impossible |
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The speaker needs another dose, concoct |
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Concoct the scenario view, in a position of a coroner |
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describing current events bent on human dismemberment |
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To a point of no resemblance |
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We're not alone in the Twilight Zone |
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*scratched* \"They waved among the trees at breakneck speed\" |
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(Kool Keith) Keep it simple |
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*scratched* \"They waved among the trees at breakneck speed\" |
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(Kool Keith) Keep it simple |
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(Kool Keith) |
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Like Enoch, I wear my cape, you can't destroy |
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my impeccable caliber that makes your vision blur |
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I drop particle X when having Rhythm sex |
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Voodoo arrangers with the kids Power Rangers |
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Make me see other men, gorillas masturbating with human strangers |
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Legally through court, you're stung by a genital wart |
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Chlamydia, through the city-a |
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Los Angeles Texas has a serpent that's urgent |
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for the mass appeal biomedical test your rectum |
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squeezing in banana peels |
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Outwards backwards towards Boston |
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It's costing androids leaving humans with hemerrhoids |
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Thinking more of what they can't explore, like |
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the cartoon Donald Duck is giving fellatio on the floor |
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with Reed Richards, looking at The Thing's naked pictures |
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Taking Ex-Lax to relax with the needle and thread |
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sewing up all the other buttcracks |
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In the industry there's no one who can mess with |
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Dr. Octagon, now serving coleslaw and pink pickles |
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\"They weaved among the trees at breakneck speed\" |
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(Kool Keith) |
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Keep it simple |
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\"Detached his bike, and leaped to safety just before they collided with a tree\" |
