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lirik lagu spiritual lobotomy – hydracoque

[intro // hydracoque]
still that g*y ass n*gga but this no longer my soliloquy of sodomy
broken free from my former body
spiritual… lobotomy

[chorus // hydracoque]
spiritual lobotomy
turned my head to a hole to free my soul
became a g*y ghost
yeah, spiritual lobotomy
my own hand has slaughtered me
and now it belongs to my former body
spiritual lobotomy
freed my soul, now it cannot sleep
spiritual lobotomy
now that i don’t breathe, i can finally see
[verse 1 // hydracoque]
g*y ghost in a new form
left my old form splattered all over the wall
i used to slide through… n*ggas’ walls
now i can really slide through a n*gga’s walls, huh
man it’s funny how this sh*t changes
but what remains is my g*yness… and my language
not my mortal form (nah), not the anguish (f*ck that)
i’m still black but that sh*t’s kinda shade*ish
yeah my n*gga i’m transparent now
not everybody can see me so forget my whereabouts
but i’m right there in the hall
but sometimes i’m finna just be the face in the wall
but some of these n*ggas so high, they ain’t fazed, not at all
some of these n*ggas be rocking the highest erections, and the b*lls?
tight as f*ck, huggin’ up against the shaft
sh*t, now that i think about that?
there are things about bein’ a mortal that i miss
the warmth of a n*gga’s lips, perhaps the tightness of his hole when i fist
the way that a n*gga’s nipples harden when it gets cold is just bliss
the feelin’ of when a n*gga is coated in drip
and speakin’ of drip, i really miss the precum
and the real cum, used to f*ck a n*gga in the back again and again and again like a rerun
used to go to the public park with all of my n*ggas and we’d slap each other’s asses whenever we’d run
and then we’d go out for a weed run
picked up some fenty and some lean and some crack as well
fully naked with our cracks out, d*mn, the smell
and the welts and the pain when these n*ggas used to whip my f*ckin’ ass with belts
or the time that i sat on the electric stove and watched my ass just melt
f*ck it, maybe i shouldn’t have k!lled myself
[chorus // hydracoque]
spiritual lobotomy
turned my head to a hole to free my soul
became a g*y ghost
yeah, spiritual lobotomy
my own hand has slaughtered me
and now it belongs to my former body
spiritual lobotomy
freed my soul, now it cannot sleep
spiritual lobotomy
now that i don’t breathe, i can finally see

[verse 2 // hydracoque]
a g*y ghost… this sh*t is fun sometimes
but i wanna go back overall
i miss my human sack and my b*lls
the f*ck can i even say?
it’s been a few godd*mn months of bein’ this way
i already exhausted all the fun that i could have
i just want my old body back
’cause this lack of body’s wack
got yo head on yo shoulders
in both ways, man yo body ain’t that decomposed
so if you want your old b*n*r
your old eyes, old ears, old skin, and old nose
some of those is rotted away
but it’s not too late… it’s not too late to try
remember that one guy?
the one who lives in the worn out shack that’s just in the back of the restaurant where human meat fries?
the n*gga with four arms but no hair
you should go there
details i can’t say on the track but that n*gga, he won’t spare
occult n*ggaborean esoteric magic type sh*t
entwined with a [redacted] type d*ck
a n*gga you’d be wack not to track and vibe with
real n*gga, f*ck a myth
my voice keeps fading away… increasingly worn
the window of time… increasingly torn
so before the opportunity goes away for good
follow through, reunite with your wood
h0m*radiation reversin’ the stages of decay
okay, everything will be
a n*gga back in his own body
and finally feelin’ free
[chorus // hydracoque]
spiritual lobotomy
turned my head to a hole to free my soul
became a g*y ghost
yeah, spiritual lobotomy
my own hand has slaughtered me
and now it belongs to my former body
spiritual lobotomy
freed my soul, now it cannot sleep
spiritual lobotomy
now that i don’t breathe, i can finally see

[verse 3 // hydracoque]
the spiritual lobotomy has been reversed
and now i’m feelin’ better than ever before
neither my body nor my soul in a state of decay
feelin’ happy, this is the way
just the way to be
if a n*gga wants to drill men *n*lly
back in my place
no longer wallowin’ in despair
it’s my place of glee
my n*gga, basically
it all got better in the end and not in the way i planned
no longer torn apart by my desires, i’ve embraced that sh*t as a man
n*gga d*mn
quite glad to be back… s*m*n back in the sack
soul back into my body, sewn back into my heart
so that sh*t is cathartic
got my ass back in the back, and can get a hard d*ck
can f*ck n*ggas hotter than lava… rockin’ ice as cold as the arctic
moral of the story is?
there ain’t none at all… i’m just sayin’ what happened
makin’ up the story as i go with the song befo’, classic hydracoque freestyle rappin’
goin’ into a f*ckin’ character just to let you n*ggas know what be happenin’ in jonestown
wild ass place my n*gga… plenty wild stories, they all go ’round
sittin’ here in the g*y bro lounge… s*m*n in my cup… got a d*ld* in my ass
so g*y_i loop the chorus again… while i go make a n*gga prolapse

[outro // hydracoque and g*y_i]
g*y_i: ayo hydracoque, what the f*ck are you even talkin’ about man? that sh*t didn’t even happen to you *mumbles incoherently*!
hydracoque: aye! g*y_i! motherf* ugh. i know it didn’t happen to me man, that’s the point man, i’m tellin’ the f*ckin’ story from the perspective of a character and sh*t, man
g*y_i: ohh, that makes sense man, but like… i thought you n*ggas can’t even die, like, don’t you regenerate through the motherf*ckin’ h0m*radiation in the atmosphere and like…?
hydracoque: yeah, yeah, but like, we can still k!ll ourselves and sh*t, man, like we do that sh*t for fun… k!ll each other for fun too, man, you talkin’ ’bout k!llin’ motherf*ckin’ opps, n*gga they ain’t even opps, they just motherf*ckin’ pretend to be opps so we can motherf*ckin’ k!ll each other, motherf*ckin’ get a rush out of that sh*t
g*y_i: that explains a lot of the behavior i see around jonestown, actually. that explains a lot of the songs i’ve heard by you n*ggas too
hydracoque: yeah, yeah, so like, while it can regenerate yo ass, the motherf*ckin’ h0m*radiation and sh*t, it’s like… you can k!ll yourself in a way… that it’s like, you can’t really come back, just on your own. you know?
g*y_i: uhh, i don’t know how the f*ck that works man, you’re gonna have to explain this sh*t to me man
hydracoque: it’s like an esoteric spiritual sort of thing, you know, if you k!ll another n*gga or if you get k!lled by another n*gga or some sh*t like that, motherf*cker, or like, you die in a positive sense, then it’s like, your soul is still there, your spirit is still there, you can still reanimate through the body n*gga no matter how destroyed the godd*mn body is, motherf*cker, it just… it’s in harmony with the h0m*radiation. but, if it’s your soul itself that you target? you know, like there’s a deep conflict with that, and it’s tied to the core of your h0m*s*xuality n*gga? well that itself is what allows you to come back. n*gga you know what i’m talkin’ about?
g*y_i: yeah, yeah, yeah, i think i get what you’re sayin’, so it’s like, it works through the soul itself? so it’s like, if you k!ll yourself, but like, the soul itself is targeted, it’s like… you know, *incoherent rambling*, yeah, you know what i’m talkin’ about n*gga?
hydracoque: uhh… well, that first part, yeah, but i don’t know what the f*ck you said in that second part, n*gga
g*y_i: *agitated mumbling*
hydracoque: aye! shut up! i know you just bein’ silly with me right now, i did not create yo ass to be this f*ckin’ r*t*rded, n*gga!
g*y_i: *laughs* you right, man. i’m just f*ckin’ with you man, holy sh*t man
hydracoque: *sighs* g*y_i… you never fail to, uh, astound me. aight man, cut this sh*t out, onto the next one n*gga

- hydracoque

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