Dead Albatross - Chester Watson

I don’t really love but I laugh a lot

Camelots looking like a broke down Basquiat replica

Everyone left the building except for us

Get stoned and see the world in shades of sepia

Who’s next to us?

No one

Chester samurai but only half of the shogun

Brash is a clone cuts deep in the soul on a stroll as he goes nuts

Peep the control of composure

Chrome for appendages

Thrown into scrimmages

The unstable mind fights the drones to the bitter end

Oh now you chilling kin folk?

As the niggers spit folk

So wise tale hopes been cloaked by the brides veil

No chain get slain like the albatross

Chilling out chomping lo mein watching Avatar

Wax heated up with propane now I’m at the stars

Vibing out going insane like the battle scars

I met this new babe and she’s awesome, rolled an L

With the king size papes that she bought me

Now I’m higher than Dionysous

With grapes at his alter

Eating good got a grilled cheese baked

So I’m feeling pretty great

And I could have called it fate as a master

Swagger dark back more arc than a raptor

Never see results cause we snarf at the factors

Told the crew «Watch out, it’s barf in the rafters»

But I keep it clowning like a frail dunce

Worst feeling ever like opening up a stale blunt

(Damn)

This was just bad timing

On the road to glory

New Age Vandelay Psymun

Switch camera sway slightly

The antagonist of life

Super villain must remind your last shining

While the cam resolves

That shit was vivid as the smokescreen and analog

Heroining feening off the demons wearing camoflage

No chain get slain like the albatross

Chilling out chomping lo mein watching Avatar

Wax heated up with propane now I’m at the stars

Vibing out going insane like the battle scars