(Intro – fast, whispered) Shh… shift the script, split the lip, slip the hip— --- (Verse 1 – rapid-fire) I’m a shifty shapeshifter, siftin’ through six-syllable spliffs Gift a stiff riff, twist a myth, list a thrift-store lift— But the real trick? Tick-tock, skin-slip, slick shock Poppin’ locks off a paradox-box, swap a fox for a cop’s badge Taboo? I chew the glue that binds your view to you Screw the screw, unscrew the saint from the voodoo Lick a lip that used to zip a zipper on a ziggurat Whisper “wicked” to a kid who kissed a cricket’s fibula— --- (Chant – layered, dissonant) Six sick snakes sippin’ slime through a shapeshifter’s spine Switch the sign, switch the crime, switch the god to the grime “I’m you but chewed through—truth? A taboo tooth in a loop— Who the hell is he when the she starts to droop?” --- (Verse 2 – taboo break) Watch me wear your mother’s face to your graduation Then erase her, taste her last prayer with a stranger’s patience Morph a priest into a beast mid-blessing—confessin’? No, I’m pressin’ flesh to flesh where the taboo tethers lessons Kiss a corpse on the lips, flip the script—autopsy au jus Lick the cross off a crucifix, mix morphine with a moo-shoe I’m a line-crossing lime-lassoed lassoer of larynxes *Paradox-parent to pharaohs, wearin’ your parent’s pharynx, yes— --- (Bridge – slowing down, then sprinting) Try to track me? I’m the crack between the thought and the scream The seam in the dream of the screamer’s regime I’m ”I am” when “you were”—the slur in the suture The future that futures your featureless future— --- (Outro – stutter-stop, breathless) Shapeshifter shift—gift lift, lisp drift, myth rift— What’s taboo? …You. You knew.
