Lyrics to Triskaidekaphobia
A magpie told me about the stash in a high cash amount
So I broke into your house and tossed your spouse off the roof
When you called the cell and asked her where she was at
I picked up the phone and told you she had to bounce
After she bounced she dribbled and then she crossed over
She gave me an ice grill, so I gave her the cold shoulder
Approximately thirteen seconds before she passed
Triskaidekaphobia just to be an ass
I told her that my look was [?] as Nova Scotia in the dead of winter
I'm a passive assassin though
After my task I laugh and bask in the afterglow
Apropos, my tactical training is quite masterful
And actually, here's a couple of fun facts
I track zodiacs and hack medical records for x-rays
For this INFP's perspective on the INFJs (Like?)
Let's say you brush your teeth before and after every meal
Sanitize your water bottle before checking the seal
So when I spit spit in your face when I'm spittin' rhymes
It lets me know I'm makin' you have an uncomfortable time
Just from the tendencies I learned when I probed
The knowledge that mentally you're a finicky germaphobe
And eventually you will grit your teeth and try to stripe
And right before you do I'll hand you a picture of your wife
She's alive in the photo
See, after Organized you believed that I went solo
I just happen to let Pharoahe Monch speak on my behalf
Right now he's at your house as your wife is takin' a bath
Th1rt3n
Time and time again
Face to face with sin
I don't wanna lose, I just wanna win
Angel on my left, Satan's on my right
Which way would should I go?
[?] in control of a king
The reason why Pharoahe Monch has an E in his name
I'm the floor in the building that you always try to skip
The row on the plane that you never wanna sit
The times I almost lost the signs in my vitals
In Christ's last supper when you include the disciples
Used to cycle on a tricycle with a sickle, I'm psycho, a sicko
Do these rituals specifically for my rivals
Thirteen different levels of metaphysical rebels
For instance, years ago settled differences with the Devil
He tried to cancel me out for several samples I embezzled
Almost had me off myself in the head with some heavy metal clips
Time and time again
Face to face with sin
I don't wanna lose, I just wanna win
Angel on my left (Steady on the left)
Satan's on my right (Steady on the right)
Which way would should I go?
Honey?
Can you pass me a towel out of the closet, please?
So I broke into your house and tossed your spouse off the roof
When you called the cell and asked her where she was at
I picked up the phone and told you she had to bounce
After she bounced she dribbled and then she crossed over
She gave me an ice grill, so I gave her the cold shoulder
Approximately thirteen seconds before she passed
Triskaidekaphobia just to be an ass
I told her that my look was [?] as Nova Scotia in the dead of winter
I'm a passive assassin though
After my task I laugh and bask in the afterglow
Apropos, my tactical training is quite masterful
And actually, here's a couple of fun facts
I track zodiacs and hack medical records for x-rays
For this INFP's perspective on the INFJs (Like?)
Let's say you brush your teeth before and after every meal
Sanitize your water bottle before checking the seal
So when I spit spit in your face when I'm spittin' rhymes
It lets me know I'm makin' you have an uncomfortable time
Just from the tendencies I learned when I probed
The knowledge that mentally you're a finicky germaphobe
And eventually you will grit your teeth and try to stripe
And right before you do I'll hand you a picture of your wife
She's alive in the photo
See, after Organized you believed that I went solo
I just happen to let Pharoahe Monch speak on my behalf
Right now he's at your house as your wife is takin' a bath
Th1rt3n
Time and time again
Face to face with sin
I don't wanna lose, I just wanna win
Angel on my left, Satan's on my right
Which way would should I go?
[?] in control of a king
The reason why Pharoahe Monch has an E in his name
I'm the floor in the building that you always try to skip
The row on the plane that you never wanna sit
The times I almost lost the signs in my vitals
In Christ's last supper when you include the disciples
Used to cycle on a tricycle with a sickle, I'm psycho, a sicko
Do these rituals specifically for my rivals
Thirteen different levels of metaphysical rebels
For instance, years ago settled differences with the Devil
He tried to cancel me out for several samples I embezzled
Almost had me off myself in the head with some heavy metal clips
Time and time again
Face to face with sin
I don't wanna lose, I just wanna win
Angel on my left (Steady on the left)
Satan's on my right (Steady on the right)
Which way would should I go?
Honey?
Can you pass me a towel out of the closet, please?
