Hoarse

Gorgeous chrome-plated horse whip

Home making paintings for poor quality porn flicks

Court adjourned and the verdict's still saucy

Sack swinging like dub-D forty on a door hinge

Good lord, walk light like the floor slick

Look bored, hoard all mics in a force grip

Pro-abortion, endorsing his own importance

Or leaving opponents floating with paper and dirty porcelain

Pinnacle of titillating crisp spit

Fist clinched, emulating '68 Olympics

Rock it from the cradle till he middle-aged and limp-sticked

Coughing from the stable, probably indicating spliff's lit

Dismissed, feel it in that saturated cranium

Heavy as insurance off a spanking new laser gun

Crazy heart, hazy lung, making art, raking funds

Crowd going dumb like Palin's son

It always follows autumn

No home for the weak

No insurance for your pride

Jive, jive

And it always follows autumn

I sit in thought till the flow is right

Then throw some D on all available open mics

Smoke it right, proposing these **** over wipe

More because I normally toilet bowl with a broken pipe

Shit, the former soloist who flow was sick

The token sober kid, stressed so the role was switched

Four Lokos down the hole and a loaded spliff

Now who's as useless as a broken wrist when tryna open shit

****, cold is what you need to keep the poultry in

Resulting in me rolling slick as the bottom of the bowling kicks

Early man, you posers know me as a troll

Throwing moldy donuts holes at your grody ho from his crony's whip

Eating like the kids when you take 'em off Ritalin

Throwing temper tantrums out the window of your whip again

Sweeping up the glass to use it as a garnish over tracks

Damaged like the leg he limping to the barn with

Chickenshits

Temper 'bout as thick as tips of pencils is

Missiles to the picket fence

Who spit is good as finger licking

Bitch, bet it's thirty-six, fish netted like the hook was inefficient

And it always follows autumn

No home for the weak

No insurance for your pride

Jive, jive

It always follows autumn