i wrote a sixteen for this remix that my buddy GLOOM is doing. LARD (as in a southern dialectal pronunciation of 'lord') is the title of the instrumental. so i took it and played on that... hot sixteen! hot sixteen!
O LARD!... ON SOME SOUTHERN RURAL LIVIN
TO FIND THE trilo-BIBLE WITH THE SPINE THE SIZE OF CHILDREN'S
I'M WITH GLOOMINATI TAKING SHOTS OF PISS AND VINEGAR
AND I CAN SMELL THE MALT LIQUOR LINGER OFF THE MINISTER
GODDAM!... HOLES, HOLES IN HIS HANDS
'LARDY' BE THE MERCY CALL, THE BLOOD HAS LEFT THE LAMB
SORDID SLOWDRIP, RUBBER GLOVES AND WOODEN BUCKETS
TRYING TO BAG IT UP AND FLIP IT FOR DIAMONDS OR DUCKETS
TRANSFER OF THE PRODUCT, TURNING BLOOD OF GOD TO BUTTER
XEIlaRUESKI CHURNS IT PROPER, DEADING BISQUIT LEGAL NUMBERS
A SACK OF LARD IS PURITY, THEY PRAISE DIVINE FORCES
ON ALL FOURS, BETWEEN BREAKING TALLOW-COVERED HORSES
HORSE HOOF AND MOUTH, GETTING GULLY IN THE SADDLE
SCREAMING 'GALLOP YR WINGS!' WHILE FEEDING THE BEAST APPLES
TRAVELING THE PLANE TO CAST THE LARD'S SHADOW BOLD
AND MELT IT INTO FAITH FROM THE BLAZE OF SUN'S GOLD
triflin. you can find gloom HERE.
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