Green Crayon, by Apple Breath Chainsaw

Green Crayon

by Apple Breath Chainsaw

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1.	Serpentine 03:20	lyrics	buy track
Apple Breath Chainsaw, give em’ what they came for, blood is what you paid for, and I bang more, cut your head off with a claymore, I am way raw, Iron jaw, with an open maw, slap you with an open paw, stop look and listen pa, you dont want it with the god, I’ll spit a golden rod, beat you till I’m bored, then I’ll rest on the 7th and beat your ass some more, I’ve been working on my core, and its hard on the floor, the serpent sliding in and out of your whore, the witch doctor spittin folklore, spittin at your folk till my throat sore, stab you with the tusk of a boar, I am fucking gore, burning trees sycamore, I am the avenger of the dead and the poor, dancing naked sipping venom from a skull at your front door, tell em they don’t really want a war, they wanna run the fuck home when the lion roars, monster in the deep, wolf among the sheep, ice cold I got heat, you cant even go to sleep, I got hooks for the meat, heavy metal when I creep, I lay em sweet, buried in concrete, Medicated Moses, I’m corrosive with the dosage, I got a pocket full of flowers, but there aint no roses, I keep my thorn the closest, so you can get it, at six hundred and sixty six rounds per minute, my clip be pregnant, and that baby kicking, jerk chicken, man just check whats in my mitten, and know that shit be hittin, you get what you be getting, and my vision is man listen, I’m about to eat ya ebt in one sittin, the giants always hungry, the jaws stay open monday thru sunday, and I’ve always been a people person Ted Bundy, Chichi get the money, fuck the yayo, that shit won’t pay the bail, end up feeding coal to a dragon underneath the jail, nowadays all these kids are so frail, raised on baby carrots and kale, while I was raised on bud light and cocaine rails, monster in the deep, wolf among the sheep, ice cold I got heat, you cant even go to sleep, I got hooks for the meat, heavy metal when I creep, I lay em sweet, buried in concrete.
2.	House on the Hill 02:53	lyrics	buy track
Welcome to the house on the hill, We don’t ever party we kill, This is acid bath rap, plastic on the walls at the trap, bodies sealed up in plastic wrap, no cap, all gas, eyes flash, from the center of my tengu mask, I’m the demon spittin’ flames out the flask, let em’ kiss you, I make incisions in ya skin and open up the tissue, visceral, audio and visual, vegetable and mineral, figurative and literal, I’m a monster, followed by the ghosts that I’ve conjured, sloshing through the dead that we’ve conquered, grapes on the vine at the altar, sacrificing toddlers, on the rock of Gibraltar, toss em’ in the salt water, thirteen queens one collar, and my leash is like a whip, no bother, I got Kali here to lick up every drip, she chugs and she sips, smiles then she wipes away the death from her lips, and dips, she’s a good bitch. Welcome to the house on the hill, We don’t ever party we kill, Dark figures in the shadows, listen close you can hear death rattle, fist full of dust out the satchel, then I blow it at you, you’re my zombie, the powders that I got from Bombay, got you deader than Harambe, here’s a rose Biollante, let us bath in the hellfire Dante, full Monty, fuck moral virtue, let us follow Virgil, deeper to the 9th circle, were I can really hurt you, with no curfew, let the demon’s nurse you, curse you, Lillith will consume you and rebirth you, rework you, now you’re my thrall, digging through the wall, praise Baal, praise Mammon, praise the fallen ones were these bombs be landing, meteors out the canon, are just falling stars dancing, chaos they are random, streaming from the sky like the tears from a phantom. Welcome to the house on the hill, We don’t ever party we kill,
3.	Broken Gnossis 03:10	lyrics	buy track
Hit the ground with a thud, I’m just chewing on my cud, bite my lip and I will flood, this city with my blood, all yall getting that covid out my lung, like the shells out my gun, kung fu wing chun, I ain’t fucking done, standing eight count, wipe the blood from my mouth, don’t you count me out, remember me I’m the one that sniffed the scales off a trout, I’m the god with horns of a ram and a pig snout, limping like a man with the gout, and still blow the doors off ya on a pass route, check the cleats, check the pants tight pleats, I will hit you like it’s Rocky hittin meat, you ain’t hip to me, I’m Leviathan rising out the sea, release the kraken, I am Tiamet the last dragon, I snack on the Annunaki, I’m a hero call me poppy, it’s your turn honey now cum and top me. it’s Apple this and Apple that, but Apple taught yall how to act, and it’s Apple this and it’s Apple that, but Apple taught yall how to rap. Hit the ground runnin, yall ain’t seen nothing, yall been chasing the Mcguffin, got you lost in the sauce, it’s acidic, it’s the trap like assisted living, or the poltergeist stuck inside your television, don’t be timid, or you’ll paint it vivid, the objects in the mirror’s closer than your vision, keep them eyes open, or keep one eye open, if you got one eye like Odin, couldn’t smoke what I’ve been toking, but you can hold what I’m holding, in your throat till your foldin, Akenaten I am golden, the gold chain around my throat that got you open, it’s my name that got you choking, you can’t practice magick, you a fuckin drug addict, your brain full of static, and you cant change the channel, need divine intervention I will call you Daniel, I break the horn of him who meditates on evil, purple blood I am a regal, blonde hair I am a bald eagle.
4.	Love Letter to a Blood Letter 01:53	lyrics	buy track
You feed me, deceive me, fuck fight and leave me, and all of it was greasy, I don’t need your reason, I don’t need your breathing, that was just treason, your words were hollow without meaning, but my eyes were in the stars and I kept dreaming, believing, that all was what it seemed and, you were just a demon, disguised as an angel, just playing at an angle, and I was just a donkey and you had a carrot that you dangled, then you beat me with the stick, like I beat you with this dick, caught a lick, when you sold all my shit, and then hit me with a brick, but I ain’t even stagger, you just added to my swagger, made me flip my pattern, you were from venus but I’m from saturn, the god is on a whole nother level, you tried to test my mettle, but bitch you ain’t the first bruja sent to kill me from the devil, tell him apple said he’s ready to settle, and I’ll meet him at the crossroads for the battle, What did you have before me, your horny, that shit is corny, I don’t need a shorty, bitch I’m forty, you can keep that sorcery, aint nobody forcing me, to act accordingly, and you can put that on my stone, I already carved it in my bones, elephant brain with a rhino tusk, you huff and you puff, but you don’t want no dust, and my heart is close enough to touch, but not close enough to crush, I’m the King of hearts with a royal flush, dirty enough, to make a red light blush, so let’s keep it on the hush, every word out your mouth was a crutch, and I hope it helps you stepping, change your address an, girl you get no sugar with this medicine, take it all up in your tummy, then look me in my eyes honey, you was always funny, you said you love me, but this bed is still bloody, and keep that money, its the only thing you can still take from me.
5.	Hallowed Points 02:20	lyrics	buy track
Apple spit drip, hard cider pon ya lip, gave my rib to this bitch, that’s why I walk with a limp, I’m so hip, I hop right in the whip, and dip, hold my dick, while you light my next spliff, thee original misfit, half cooked with the biscuit, I ain’t never miss shit, if your pussy hit, I’ll get ya clit wet, protect ya neck, there’s a vampire on the set, catch a hicky from the tek, and we ain’t even made love yet, we just met, but now you know you I got them heaters on deck, even if I mumble underneath my breath, you will still bow to the vet, ante up and bet, and now you got some new stress, well let me rip that heart right out your bloodclaat chest, now go fix yourself you look a mess, god bless, god is good but apple is the best, fuck the rest, Hallowed points, you wanna throw I got joints, alligator teeth, vulture beak, Hallowed points, you wanna throw I got joints, barracuda teeth, raven beak, Jack of all trades, fuck 50 shades, I got 69 blades, and some purple haze, call me bobby filet, circle round the pole for the month of may, first son of the new day, I came from the stars very far away, on a bent light ray, traveled one way, with a cactus and some oj, don’t make me cut a bitch and her mans, razor sharp hands, that snap like rubber bands, carving circles in the sands, with some cats from sudan, I put them goats with some curry in the pan, while I burn that afghan, if you got my back man, ain’t nobody robin you like batman, I take care of my fam, look out for my people, interlock my hands and build a steeple, stab a bull and paint its blood on the canvas and the easel, my flow strawberry diesel.
6.	Bandido Oculto 02:26	lyrics	buy track
I rode into town on a horse with no name, my nose dripping but I ain’t on cocaine, it’s just the fluid slipping out my brain, sparks leap from my mouth every time it rains, aliens invade, but don’t be afraid, I smashed all them eggs that they laid, deep within the caves, took em’ all to blade, opened up the cage, and let the tortured invade, the circus on parade, step up on the stage, step inside the maze, one foot in the grave, robbing corpses for their wage, I read the incantations off the page, and now the skies gray, black helicopters on the way, but I ain’t got shit to say, since they tapped my mainframe, way back in the day, I try to maintain, with frequency delay, my neurons start to fray, my mind spray, my nines spray, El bandido, tu mamabicho, I shot a man in Reno, over cheap whiskey and games of keno, mi heart frio, my chef hand nice like sofrito, my spit game dope raw perico, get ya tio, get ya mio, tell ya people, run and tell that bato Chico, this is where men go to die no sequel. Add it up there is no equal, corazon mi dio, drop ice cubes in my pinot, drop you in a deep hole, with a shovel and a tarp I got from home depot, they had a sale I saved a cinco, and now you can sleep Rip Van Winkle, you escaped the keyhole, just to land in the jungle with the leo, show my teeth, mi colmillos, it’s time to eat and I’m fucking famélico, you a ripe tomatillo, so come and feed the demonio,

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released September 18, 2022

Produced, Mixed and Mastered by BPR at Studio 8 (The Tower)
Written and Recorded by ABC for No Remorse Records
Art by BPR for Bad Prod Rikordz