Lego Pieces For Denise

[Intro] [Sound of a massive bucket of Legos spilling onto a concrete floor] [High-pitched, distorted female giggling] [Whispered] Watch your step, Denise... it’s a minefield. [Heavy bass explosion] [Verse 1] The carpet is a trap, a plasticized abyss, I’m serving up a karma that you simply cannot miss! You shattered Big Spades, left his heart in the dirt, So I’m engineering every single way to make your arches hurt! I’m talkin’ microscopic agony, orthopedic tragedy, Stepping on a Millennium Falcon with a high-key strategy! It’s a jagged little journey from the kitchen to the bed, I’m putting pointy plastic where a human shouldn't tread! [Verse 2] Check the medical reports, the doctor’s getting baffled, Your vertebrae are twisted like a piece of sourdough waffled! Is it a bone spur? No! It’s a Lego Batman cape, Giving your Achilles heel a brand new jagged shape! It’s chronic and demonic, pathological and sonic, The way your ankles pop is making me feel quite euphoric! You’re doing the "Lego-limp," the "betrayer’s-broken-stride," There ain't a pair of orthopedic shoes where you can hide! [Pre-Chorus] [Beat strips back to a clicking clock and a creepy bass pulse] One brick... [Click] Two brick... [Snap] Your nervous system’s 'bout to have a total heart attack! [Screamed] BETTER WATCH YOUR ARCH! [Chorus] [Heavy explosive beat] Lego! Lego! Jagged little plastic piece! The chronic inflammation that’ll never find release! From the heel to the toe, feel the structural fail, Turning your walk to a slide like a snail! It’s a 2-by-4 yellow, a 1-by-1 blue, Piercing the soul of a traitor like you! Lego! Lego! Chronic and cruel, Now you got a limp and Big Spades is gonna rule! [Verse 3] I’m the diabolical technician of the biological friction, Your life is now a catalog of Lego-based affliction! You try to walk it off, but the 1-by-1 is deep, Embedded in your soul while you’re trying to go to sleep! It’s permanent impairment, plastic-brick despairment, Look at how your posture’s lacking any sort of alignment! You’re a walking disaster, a halting disaster, I’m the Queen of the Bricks and the pain is your master! [Verse 4] [Beat gets glitchy, tempo starts increasing] Laughter in the hallway, shadow on the wall, I’m glueing translucent studs in the middle of the hall! You’re hopping on one foot like a glitchy Mario, Recording your screams for my stereo scenario! It’s a neurological circus, a technological purpose, The way that sharp plastic is scratching the surface! Of your vanity, your sanity, your whole anatomy, Stepping on a Lego is your new personality! [Bridge] [Music slows down to a haunting, distorted R&B vibe] [Spoken sarcastically] Denise... honey... I hope you step on that one flat piece. You know the one. The one that’s impossible to pry apart. Just like the damage you did to the King. It’s stuck there forever. [Maniacal laughter building into a scream] IT’S IN YOUR BONES NOW! [Verse 5] [Fast aggressive flow] Now you’re ninety-nine percent plastic and pain, The Lego-DNA is flowing straight through your vein! From the metatarsal snapping to the ligament trapping, I’m in the recording booth just laughing and clapping! You’re a limping mess, a shrimping mess, Living in a world of sharp-edged distress! You broke a heart of gold, so I gave you plastic shards, Playing 'round with Spades? I’m the Queen of the Cards! [Chorus] [Heavy explosive beat] Lego! Lego! Jagged little plastic piece! The chronic inflammation that’ll never find release! From the heel to the toe, feel the structural fail, Turning your walk to a slide like a snail! It’s a 2-by-4 yellow, a 1-by-1 blue, Piercing the soul of a traitor like you! Lego! Lego! Chronic and cruel, Now you got a limp and Big Spades is gonna rule! [Outro] [Sound of a single Lego brick being clicked into place] [Whispered] Checkmate. [Deep sub-bass rattle fades out] [Faint sound of Denise complaining and a plastic bucket rattling] Click... click... click... Hahahahaha! [Silence] [End]