I Wonder What God Is Eating

by King Bop

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1.
God 04:03
It's a matter of time To climb out form the grim But if you're not feeling the burn You'll never learn Of the divine (what?) Speaking of myth It's all in the wrist So let's have a tryst But not in the midst Of the divine Entropy is a lie For creation defies Any notion that death Is eternal rest For all is divine (Fuck) Yo, get with the plan No one is damned Except for those who choose To pair off in twos And even then that's Fine Speaking of Jason It's not about Jason Nor the free masons The truth is inside To those who confide In the the divine (of the divine) Fuck.
2.
Yellow 04:16
The greed of your poverty Seeds reaped inside of me Gazing on the rares case your eyes so yellow Throw out the pottery Invest in the lottery Shirt peels up your skin so yellow Your eyes Yellow Your sin Mellow Alive, not alive All joy derived Derided Set it aside Stay safe inside [Jazz.] It would have been nice But I can't expect you to be someone you're not Now can I? [End Jazz] Something inside of me That I could privatize Something arriving in Something so yellow I could be civilized Head full of sympathy I don't know what to be Something so yellow I could be ladalaa la la SOMETHING SO YELLOW Ladeelalala SOMETHING SO YELLOW My heart sank When I came up the stairs Having smoked a joint with Paull I was in the hall When you said "Lot of good pulls in this one" And you showed off all the rares and the holofoils That you had gathered, including my prize packs and yes, I had intended to give them to you It still would have been nice If you'd asked If you'd asked If you'd asked If you'd have remembered If you'd asked If you'd asked If we'd have done something Together Your eyes so yellow Your skin so yellow Your eyes so yellow Your belly yellow Paint it all yellow Paint it all yellow YELLOW
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Hentai 03:48
Afflicted by boredom You remember what that whore's done Frustrated by the state you masturbate To hentai Never meant to gentrify But the yearning it intensifies Now your money's where your mouth is And the rent's high (and getting higher) Never felt so dire as when you came inside her How can you be tired After the first time? Not tryna call you a liar But I think you could be higher Take another pill and you'll be Feeling fine Get a grip bitch You're champing at the bit With my teeth on your clit Flickin' 'til you cry Call me depraved When you're the one acting the slave Each phrase you say plagiarized "You know, McDonald's has the best fries!" Killin' it While I'm fillin' it You know it's all in the wrist And core strength Babe, no hate But when we consumate My mind's still lost in time Dreaming of hentai I like hentai I like hentai I like hentai I like hentai You don't wanna get off alone So you let me into your home It's not enough over the phone You wanna be prone bone You're lying to your mother Saying that it's another But you know this ain't her first Rodeo Hey there little boy Now that you're my toy There's no need to be coy Let's let ourselves go Spread out on the floor Begging me for more Acting like some slut out of Hentai You've been reading smut Now you wanna do it in the butt But not too rough (Well you're out of luck) Callin' your bluff It's clear you wanna fuck Now I'm distending your gut Just like in hentai Blood-soaked leather For her pleasure If cleanliness is godliness Then you better lap it up When you weigh your heart against Maat's feather Expect to do no better Than to be cast aside for all time For what you've done to your nethers I like hentai I like hentai I like hentai I like hentai
4.
Oh yeah they put it up In the sky For all to see They put you down Towards the ground Face in the mud Told you: "Don't see, don't look, Just take this rope You're not good enough Take this rope And drag" That's how they put it up In the sky For you and me To gaze upon For us to realize We'd never, we'd never Get that far We'd never do anything that was really worth doing So why try? You know, I feel pretty good Being a big brick layer for the Pharaoh Like, someone has to do it Someone has to do it And, you know, it's not glamorous It's not glamorous But it's a job That's how they put it up That's how they put it up It was you Your arms Your flesh Your brain You For this? It was you Who put it up It was you Who laid the wood It was you Who sweat and bled And tried But will the scribes write your story down? Will anyone really remember? Or will they look and say: Look what they did. That's how they put it up. They aren't you, They are you They didn't put it up You put it up You put it up, man You're the one who fucking put that thing up there For us to look at You put up a great big lie For everyone Massive And we despair
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Hurt Me 04:38
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A Dumb Sound 05:59
I can't stand this ringing in my ears no more I need something to think about The way they talk, I need something to drown it out But my mom sends me another Daily Mail article again And now, I'm not saying you can't enjoy it If that's something you like, I guess, but listen to me, LISTEN: I'm saying I can't I can't take it I don't wanna go to J C Penny's, Mom It's so much more than the lies they spew On the nightly news I hate the way they dress, the way they talk The way they are It's much much more more than what they read Or how they feed I hate how they are So, so like this woman, she promises my Dad She guarantees she can cure his tinnitus with acupuncture He's like, "Well, what do I have to lose?" Six sessions later, no change (of course) You know what? Sometimes I get this ringing in my ear So I looked it up online, and you know what? Turns out tinnitus is a psychosomatic condition It's a matter of will It's a matter of will It's so much more than the lies they spew On the nightly news I hate the way they dress, the way they talk The way they are It's much much more more than what they read Or how they feed I hate how they are [interlude] My will runs strong (ad nauseam) Sometimes I get this ringing in my ear
7.
Making Rent 03:58
Life is free But not a place to live They don't care About my motives Friends will give Well beyond their means So don't be surprised When the tethers fray Don't be afraid when your left alone Without a hearth The damned wander the streets Paid out by hellbound hearts to weak Granting them The benefit of doubt But what is your trip Really all about? You eat your meals just for the calories When's the last time you took to breathe For yourself?
8.
Fish Flop 03:56
9.
Feel dumb The sun won't come up with rent chopped into pieces some horror flick accident didn't mean it brains like cement why not lament your lack of commitment, son? what? you didn't get the memo? so hit me up on venmo or cut me in at ten percent friends owe nothing, but you ain't my friend, it's evident I'm down to forgo payment to winnow you from the crew (I don't wanna be afraid anymore) Speaker of the house acting like a louse who gives a fuck about your babbling books your curated looks stormtroopers at your beck and call moving rooks diagonally then calling down the law on me God help me, but don't save the queen She's got what's coming, gonna make her scream out in pleasure, penetrate her nethers conquering her gambit with the classic nimzo-indian (I don't wanna be afraid anymore) this condo development is a grave-yard for elephants Riding in on a dark horse waiting on this migraine to run its course
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Red 04:44
My skin turns red The hue of Martian soil I could feel the ire Brewing in the mire of my brain The same refrain That went and crashed the plane My skin turns red My skin turns red And I know it's the fear within my head I want the sane cords to dredge me from this place My skin turns red Are you listening now? Your eyes are pale like the pale of the moon I hate you You don't deserve these lyrics What? Make way Coming outside, the bike lock is in tatters No sign of any damage My heart sank And all I could think of Is how I should have turned it into a bomb And turned the pavement red The color of Martian soil I live for another, but only myself If only I could find a way to be kind But no, I only want to hurt you I only want to hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt

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released May 7, 2021

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Hey! It’s Bop, I just wanted to check if its still cool if I swung by Friday? It’ll just be me and a couple of friends. There’s this hostile air that begins to build up when the old magic is allowed to linger.

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