Purple Crayon, by Apple Breath Chainsaw

Purple Crayon

by Apple Breath Chainsaw

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1.	Serpentine 02:59	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.	Barnum Effect 02:53	lyrics	buy track
Every time I come into your town, you talking shit. That’s why you look like a clown, and you’re girl sucked my dick. If you speak words then own them, if you grab guns then hold them, if you folding then you folding, worship at the totem, I spit fucking golden, microphone controlling, cruising and I’m coasting, flowing while you soaking, like rivers to the ocean, goats I be roasting, there horns on my head, spirits of the dead, I knock like the feds, but I vibe like the meds, bop your fucking heads, like your nodding off the edge, I bang like a sledge, and get in where I fit in like a wedge, mud in the tread, I said what I said, I slide like a sled, plasma and bread, green with the red, gucci web, beat it till the coochie bled, leave it in the bed, with them words better off unsaid, A to the zed, in the back of my shed, engrave em’ all in lead, break em’ clean like a leg. Every time I come into your town, you talking shit. That’s why you look like a clown, and you’re girl sucked my dick. Break em’ off by the slice, sugar low price, got two hands full of spice, double up I’ll ladle twice, over coconut rice, better tie that knot tight, cause I fly like a kite, my wings out of sight, macchiato half dark half light, half day half night, snarl then I bite, take chunks out the mic, hammer like a spike, impale you on a pike, Vlad Drakula, swollen up Medulla, body parts in the cooler, hallelujah, that’s how I do ya, bring tribe like a Boo-yah, breath holes through ya, the ghost in your computer, strapped like a school shooter, crack shells King Koopa, roll up a hooter, rude boy ain’t nobody ruder, kick you off your scooter, kick you in a stupor, worldstar we film it all Zapruder. Every time I come into your town, you talking shit. That’s why you look like a clown, and you’re girl sucked my dick.
3.	Ghast Light 03:15	lyrics	buy track
Rise from my sleep, penny loafers on my feet, beard trimmed neat, when we meet, I’m just another stranger in the street, wolf hunting sheep, I can hear it when their heart skips a beat, the shuffle of their feet, what’s beef? Beef is when I’m tossing trash bags in the creek, my hacksaw clean, jars for their livers and their spleens, and their in-betweens, razor sharp my right hand is a guillotine, when I hack and I chop, it’s just stew in the pot, it’s just sauce and some oil in the wok, now don’t try to talk, you’ll just make it harder on us all, heed the call, pay attention, I’m just following the hidden lessons, I got the deity’s blessings, oh did I forget to mention? That I’m Beelzebub’s henchman, I feel like we’ve gotten off on the wrong foot and maybe raised the tension. Repeat what you said, Is that you God? Or just the voices in my head? The ghosts from my past resurrected from the dead, Is that what you said? God? Voices in my head? Everybody’s ghosts when they’re dead. Repeat what you said, Is that you God? Or just the voices in my head? The ghosts from my past resurrected from the dead, Is that what you said? God? Voices in my head? I smear the hemoglobin, into the shape of a pentagram to get the spell open, frankincense leaking out the censer smoking, my wand and my dagger in motion, circle unbroken, third eye woken, I am Lucifer’s chosen, with a crown of thorns I am the son of the morning, bare witness to my coronation, bathed in blood I am prince Satan, the lord of the lies, the lord of the bugs and the flies, centipedes in your eyes, and maggots in ya mouth, you won’t ever leave this house, I’ll tan and stretch ya skin out and make a new couch, I am the God of the louse, and if you ever have your doubts, I will espouse, pain and pleasure in equal amounts, flesh and blood by the pound by the ounce, famine and flood in the cities in the towns. Repeat what you said, Is that you God? Or just the voices in my head? The ghosts from my past resurrected from the dead, Is that what you said? God? Voices in my head? Everybody’s ghosts when they’re dead. Repeat what you said, Is that you God? Or just the voices in my head? The ghosts from my past resurrected from the dead, Is that what you said? God? Voices in my head? Everybody’s ghosts when they’re dead.
4.	Love Letter to a Blood Letter 02:45	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 02:39	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.	Dying Breath, Crying Death 03:10	lyrics	buy track
I pace around my room, the embryo growing in the womb, the undead rising out the tomb, the flowers rot right after they bloom, every last plume, the maggots turn to flies and then return to the wound, everything consumes, everything in ruins, everything is ruined, affluent human, your spirit uprooted, pissing in your bowl, now all your food polluted, death to the stupid, the ignorant the useless, get yourself suited, for the rise of the mutants, the dna spliced sentient computers, sent from the future, to clone and dupe ya, enslave castrate and shoot ya, but that’s what you get you fucking loser, should’ve cared about what’s in the water, instead of what they putting in a booster, but hey all gas no brakes on a Hayabusa. Death, death, death, dying, Breath, breath, breath, crying, Death, death, death, dying, Breath, breath, breath, crying, Boots stomp down in the mud, the invasion of the chud, there’s fentynol in all the drugs, it’s death from a buzz, death from above, every coward has a gun, and every last shepherd’s on the run, their flock hamstrung, but ain’t nobody fucking till the dancing is done, and that fat lady cums, while she deepthroats a dick, a dildo on her clit, and another in her slit, both shaped like a fist, wetter than the river Styx, she moans out six six six, ride the seven headed beast, while it’s off the leash, naked in the streets, she’s a succubus in heat, false peace, before the cannibals feast, on sweet meats and grease, the harvesting of the meek, the vulture spitting out bones from his beak, while he sloshes through the dead at his feet, with a chorus of demons on the beat.

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released October 31, 2022

Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Bazille for Wonahun Waste Productions
Written and Recorded by ABC for No Remorse Records
Art by Bazille for Wonahun Waste Productions