Sha Tha Shaman - Machine Men Lyrics

Stones throw away from a smoke show host
Coping stroke of a totem pole joke
Madlibs fast kids track lives beyond the first example
A Freyon sample
Neon after tamperd with
Mistaken for an alchemist
But a shaman just has skills to list

Fazers clear the waste
Erasers take mistakes of hearing lyrics peering through your haste
Here
I found your f*cking hearing aid
Set it in and experience sounds of the rainfall
Names Sha
He puff the la
Huff it till he stands like big Rosa
Hall clouded up from door to door hosting floater notes
Boat named "murder she wrote"
Never see votes as a score
Cobain turning the coast
Style is just so raw

Hack-spa, heard a spot, had to cop
Cuz that's just how he treat the song

Flow stays locked, they tried to break his safe with a pair of tongs
Cold casino hero couldn't hold his own
Told 'em over
Shoulder peaking money roller
Tuffly twisted digits tapping musky sess and smigents
That he handled til he's livid
Spirits stuck to both his mittens
Shiving numbers, tables, graphs, and limits cuz they couldn't hold a prison sentence
Push your hand out for a menace temper member astral message casting messes
That'll cleanse ya Chassis honed from chains and pencils
Nasty when he makes examples cool
Knocked the track out like a snaggle tooth Tool in the machine
Malfunctioning a beat
Huddle quintuple moves he makes when hes talking with no greese

Late men steeze in wheat stalking you to see
Shake ten leaves from me Hocking fools to meat
An older style lean
Changed in pockets
Rotting topics
Stupid talkers
Watch his suffix
Drink some water
Stuck on a leash and collar
Aw that's tuff shit

Shaman, scholarly haunted,
Watch sonnets
Drawing but not in common
Trauma was just a dark shot but he saw it
Had an empty stomach
Mutts end to grab a tough net
Tap some tiles so he start a function
Put the heat in center consoles, huntin
Enabled what he seemed through a mediums teak
A wonder,
Tack a penny cuz he's pushing harder-hungry lunches,
Writes with digits by the barrel bunches
Never a mug less than double charged accidentally buntin the pitch with his bars or something
Saturn's rings bendin the havok frequency pitch, sick shick, be a baller, Tongues to get rich, hope they all get hunnids

Blunderd stunnas munchin til they're knuckles is bludgeoned
Bent out of shape or somethin'
Seein' rage in color
I'm just leadin the way to the la and fire with all of my brothas
Front page facing cuz he was forced to die or eat the cover
Another instrumental recovered
Broke beak, his mantle smothered
Med machine heat,
Kiln the slab of ways to hover