Teflon Testo
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Testo Teflon
I just don't know the layman's terms
to call the mess you breed
what thaws beneath this surface
soils blood to your family tree
The dates, they change
with each new phase
I'm anxious bouts of nervous
What am I without the bruises this switch, it won't come on
what do I do to lose it
beneath this distress call
Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn
stack the tires to the neck with a body inside
Frames of infrared
keep scrolling into focus
scarab crank the busy signal
with the habits that you notice
The dates they change
with each new phase
I'm anxious bouts of nervous
What am I without the bruises
this switch, it won't come on
what do I do to lose it
beneath this distress call
Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn
stack the tires to the neck with a body inside
Taking all the hostages
into the Oval Office
draw the curtains, part their hair
and pull the trigger softly
If they have me committed
then I'll just take you with me
one driver in your motorcade
is all it takes, is all it takes
Sandmen grains in teflon veins
is all it takes, is all it takes
What am I without the bruises
this switch, it won't come on
what do I do to lose it
beneath this distress call
Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn
stack the tires to the neck with a body inside
to call the mess you breed
what thaws beneath this surface
soils blood to your family tree
The dates, they change
with each new phase
I'm anxious bouts of nervous
What am I without the bruises this switch, it won't come on
what do I do to lose it
beneath this distress call
Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn
stack the tires to the neck with a body inside
Frames of infrared
keep scrolling into focus
scarab crank the busy signal
with the habits that you notice
The dates they change
with each new phase
I'm anxious bouts of nervous
What am I without the bruises
this switch, it won't come on
what do I do to lose it
beneath this distress call
Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn
stack the tires to the neck with a body inside
Taking all the hostages
into the Oval Office
draw the curtains, part their hair
and pull the trigger softly
If they have me committed
then I'll just take you with me
one driver in your motorcade
is all it takes, is all it takes
Sandmen grains in teflon veins
is all it takes, is all it takes
What am I without the bruises
this switch, it won't come on
what do I do to lose it
beneath this distress call
Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn
stack the tires to the neck with a body inside
BIXLER, CEDRIC/RODRIGUEZ, OMAR
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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