Первая часть с Луишко

Who drains the blood from my head? (I do, I do)
Who comes through with the meds? (I do, I do)
Blackened seeds, you're gonna need these, freeze
The common ancestor, the pressure of industry
Who sleeps in the grease crease
Wax and trails of mutual deceit
I heard that growth was getting weak
Who taps the line, records my mind
Twisted agenda, align my spine
Whose got the steeples, the people and scepters
The rocks on the beaches, the angles, the vectors
Who drains the blood from my head? (I do, I do)
Who accepts me as I am? (I do, I do)

The crack on the staircase, I smoked out of boredom
(And I will get it all on my own)
My kitchen is filled with meat and chloroform
Squirming colors metastasize
(And I will get it all on my own)
Upon viewing the world the fetus eats its own eyes
Acting the fiction and signing the right away
Transistor electrocute, wiping the order away
Awkward offensive hold, perfectly natural
They can't speak 'bout my brand because I'm dead and white
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