EL-P - DEAD DISNEE Lyrics

to Get retarded on a boom box frame (frame!)When all the funny little games are dead (dead!)Rush said he didn't like the name (name!)Try to tell me that my peoples aren't Def? (Def!)Rebels spill the pattern thats dusty (dusty!)Uprock with a mad hatter thought (thought!)Tryin to act live on Mr Toad's Wild RideGet ingested without prejudice daddy's revenge on OedipusStanding on a precipice holding hands with Gepetto the lecherousManipulator of oak, the sick jokeliars want to be real and conceal the nose growthin the first row a the show, try to front you get chokedSlayed Bambi, sprayed his whole familyTry to act cute, got his hoofs in my pantryFrolic through the woods destitute and mad aggyBrainwashed badly, the propaganda had meWhen the design of modern culture is modeled after new (Sodom)Bottle and packeged with emotions for kiddies to get roboticI come with damage thats fantastically uncomfortable, kill the paradigmvomiting rotted language addict, thorns for Brer rabbitWhen the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney World, world world world worldFront now, you got a cheshire cat grineerie malevolence of commerce combined with backspinsI'm just a kid, tryin' to do good for my friends whose lives endWhile the queen of radio play painting the carnations redFantasia 2000, was a number one flickThe housing development built to collapse quickarousing the relevant faith to berate thisDousing the machine, gasoline and flame fistsI'm full blown, apocaloid perp needle dirtBorn to make a thumper that warns the scorched earthAnarchist chef, make napalm from NerfPut the propane to the fertilizer watch it convertPenny... ante, cheaply imitatedthe dead dis rotary blade persuade manyBut look a little closer, the jails are not emptythe rabbit hole, made for the meek and re-entryYou're on the wrong side of the looking glass now Paw, face itMy brainiac drums make computers lose patienceDecepticon era kid, scream Zulu NationA hundred and forty nine stay high battle cadenceLive among the merchants of blood (blood!)but all the power and control means sh*t (sh*t!)now you can frolic with the demons in the mud (mud!)But motherf**ker you don't want to match wits (wits!)Spit on a corporate lackey, unhand meHand me the contract and back away slowlySpit sh*t distorted if wack, I'm disbandingEither feel the hellfire, or pay what you owe meTop of the world mom, and all these lights are so brightthe Epcot center of the industry, snorting snow whiteTryin to find a happy thought, dwarves wanna flyAnd naked lethal weapon plunge off a high riseUp against the Weathermen? you're an adult in never neverlandDumbos that step on toes with that fly sh*t contrabandveteran straight from the nang death cookieduely compensated by saturation of rookiesNo self pity and no savin' the childrenNo romance, dancin' and group hugsNo tolerance for internet wars or soft beatsLord of the island where Piggy got stuckWhen the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney worldWorld, world, world, worldWhen the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney worldWorld, world, world, worldWhen the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney worldWorld, world, world, worldWhen the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney worldWorld, world, world, world(Dead Disney motherf**kers... ha, El ProductoYo... 2002 sh*t, bring your kids, bring the familyWeathermen, Def Jux, ha, ha)