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Killer Joe

Anthony Joseph and The Spasm Band
Popularity ยท Low
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Joe Sam was so bad, that even Catfish shaved to meet him A man so fierce, he wore his boots inside out African space boots Nigerians use them for terraforming But Joe Sam used his to kick Afro-Saxons And smuggled his black butter irregardless Bad like crap! And spoken of with contempt in multiple Dialects of intergalactic niggerspeak Banned from six floating isles for ultraviolence Subversive text and possession of genetic contraband Upright and devious with a stare that saw through bones His instantaneous cuss was said to be so Cantankerous it could cause concussions So gifted in the trunks With a Baptist minister's grimy tone His oral pyrotechnics would just hypnotise negros He was a callous transgalactic pusherman Suave and so slick with a flick he could Fill veins stiff with liquid essence And he drove a chrome mesokine congo pump with animatic injection Ever dapper in devious strides and astro camouflaged dashikis Joe Sam's hustle was the cusp of voodoo funk technology Bootleg melanin to keep pale niggers ticking on kudu soupier Joe! Oh! Joe swore lineage to Irian ancestors who were Roys and dofars and secret slave militias Belly marinated with the bile of cocks men and Killers from Kobutong junction to Kuttyville Men with wooden carbuncles and full heads of hair Who shaved with cutlass blades Copper-sceptic men who could nail mandrake root for striped Tamarin for breakfast and then buck waist and break fast And spit revolutionary spunk from a radius of 360 degrees Coming from the genus of mythical beast, from back in old Irie When stick fighters still ruled the ancient barrack yards Them hill born soldiers with cast iron gorgon Organs and bwa dipped in acid fetid of sulphate Underarm rank with rancid paraffin copper Joe! Ah! Joe! Ah ha! Joe! Joe! Killer Joe! Killer Joe! Saliva trickles from the lisp of a twelve fingered man child Tugging a kite in a ranguist savannahWith a razor bladed tail To cut and send the other kites over the salmon trees And then run home to watch Electric Company Love American style Cannabis ballings and puffing stuff And forage to the bottom of the sea They had no protopsi They would suck puss and hit big man Mad bull pistol and then Rub stinging nettle on their prick They would hunt snakes and whip lizards In half against orange trees with masonry twine Sold man push a man skank to mighty dread Bust carbide and smoke tampi Bust cow face with broomstick Hog head with tree trunk Looting the city while the revolution blazed Grow dread Upset the old lady Brilliant, oh, uh, oh Let me tell you something about Joe Sam now Bitch drum coco prick man like Joe Sam He could sit in a hut from Calatron In a cane cutter shirt Sun cutting through the galvanise like Michael X. Pelt and chop and smoke A basiment of caustic sess and sip power porridge Bust or bounce steppers who had afros Since the 1940s And would catch bullets there Much hair Sharp bone jaw box go crack coco pod and coconut Bust bamboo bamboo Strip cane Shake skulls and squeeze out butter wax Break man back with 2x4 pine Restore blackness Plug guerilla ballistics Peel back bullshit Stew black justice Highbrow and juju metaphysics They sip breast milk, cow milk, duck egg and oyster Sip breast milk, cow milk, duck egg and oyster Duck egg and oyster They sip breast milk, cow milk, duck egg and oyster They sip breast milk, cow milk, duck egg and oyster Duck egg and oyster Duck egg and oyster Giddem, giddem, giddem, giddem, giddem, blow