P.O.S. - Get Smokes Lyrics

Get smokes/ we aint got bodegas/ we got gas stations/
choke steady/ rock/ ready for whatever pops/
Split the surface/ like machete chops/
Better lost/ quick to toss directions/
To a trash can anyway/ slash fast getaway/
Crash whatever path/ and stop/
Whether its caskets/ or gas hits last drops/
Ill stash whatever math Ive / added in a basket and / bury it/
You let em pull the wool/ Ill pull the chariot/ faster
Lungs like California raisins/
Singing some kinda blues version/ of search and destroy/
Im talking Stooges/ weathered tissue and bruises/
Iggy raw/ respect or step back/
Cute is what we aim at/ see where the flames at/
Neglect your neck/ Im on some Ichibad Crane raps/
Scared of the headless gaps in/ any audience maps/
Exactly where Ima buckle the whole frame/
Knuckles up the ruler is coming to measure/
The rudiments of your struggle by the inches/
Quit bitchin/ keep building/
Sheep sleep still/ shepherds dont peep dreams/
Reach til its real/ thoughts breach seams/
On a 59/50 clipped skull dollar bill/
Keep the uniform wrecked/ trends kill/
Necks bend still when I step/
Bend steel when I flex head/
Kneel to the next near never/
No kings ever/ nope/
Sever all that/ just rap/
Just a hair too abrasive for a nation on soft/
Dirty when the style aint/
Bringing the bomb squad density irritate/
Diggin in the crates/ full of sodium nitrate/
Burnt up my fingertips/ roofs on fire/
Fine just let me get in/ and find a warm place/ to sit/
Its fucking freezing out/
Who got a cigarette?/
Whos got an ove glove and a hard hat for me?
(All I got is)/ dirt on the jeans/ ash in the cuffs/
Scuffs/ on the skate highs/
Keep em laughing at us/ trust/
Trust that I make (knives)/ that will land in your guts/
If your touch is not welcome/
Pacified pacifist seldom/
Someone took the nook/
Keep yelling on em/
No telling whatll happen if you/
Pass the fifth/
Keep your flash pasteurized/ mines like fresh outta the tit/
Ick/ schick sharp/ shards for darts/
Promise of skill/ arms up/ guard your heart/
Freal/ high crime/ low art/
Protect your neck face- satans bride/
Sparks for the underground/ ash for the waste/
Cmon/ take down/ clowns in the/ fake crowns/
Sound the/ loud siren/ get off my island/
Doomtree crew to/ consume/ the loose silence/
Fill it to the top with the live shit