Mabozza and Milady’s Bogus Journey
Renaissance man but I enslaved an Egyptian Young mummy licked til she threw a conniption Check hieroglyphs it’s a work of fiction Richi never on a list just some twisted diction Giza go on your pyramids, tripping the booby traps Sun burn Amûn-Ra when I bring the boom bap Patting Cleo in a milk bath, prime the patch She put a serpent in the honey pot - Game. Set. Match. Not gonna make a meal of it, I’m dining to dash So let us pop in this sarcophagus to keep in the chorus I thought she was Anubis but she fucked like a Horus And as for the oral i didn’t need to look far Hadn’t discovered hawk tuah but she gave me Hoth Ptah -lity befitting of a queen. Playing me like a fiddle I was lion like a Sphinx, she was solving my riddle Finish on her Nefertitis and her vertical smile Wet avatar of Bastet flooding the Nile Playing to win, I’m in like Min, god of fertility She moaning Hathor from the sexual agility Stop when she’s sore show respect to fragility Just decency not deference to nobility New journey - set out to follow a star 2 other dudes with me I don’t know who they are I’m a wise motherfucker from the rising sun land My eyes intense, frankincense in my hand Rock up to the village we booked the whole place Got the Greeks in the background smashing the plates Cooking a real barn burner, here all week I know you just popped a kid, but you down to freak? We could just sneak to the back Away in a manger Spending days grazing on the hay of a stranger I know you guys are open, just look at Jehovah, Don’t look much like Joe, does he? Cos his daddy’s a ghost? Or his mommy was getting filled with the faith of another Mister and mixing up a cocktail of sisters and brothers And when one took hold she had to think of a cover So she claimed the holy daddy chose to make her a mother? Immaculate. Fish of the year! Reel in the catch, split the buns A few hundred hungry people eating from that Captured on canvas Rembrandt lean over fat Keeping the heavy underneath he controlling the cracks This is sad yo, I was fucking now I’m dropping the facts Saying can I get a witness and spray like Mad Max War Boys War Boys What you gonna do? What you gonna do when God forsakes you? Sad Boys Sad Boys Who you gonna be? Find a role model like Mabozza Richi Judas no prude, gave me a ride in his chariot 32 pieces of silver to ride his Iscariot Whip the cock jockey like his dick Secretariat Gethseminate my garden, betray your friend, bury it Next on the block, two guys called James Zebedee, Alphaeus were their fathers names I’ll face one, orienteering, boy scouts Spinning, I’m the fly ride, Magic Roundabout No doubt was a promise that Thomas couldn’t commit to Just a girl? Sure. “Don’t speak”? I’m not into Vomiting his promise of wearing me like a bonnet He squawing like Pocahontas His jawing was too cacophonous Thinking he Adonis and calling me Aphrodite Pass, I think this lass is fighting Matty the mighty Frightening to see just how passionate he could be His irreverent cursing sacrilegious profanity Arouses me to hear somebody take the Lord’s name in vain But I’m done listening to Christians now I’m bringing the pain Thaddeus sadistic, asked me who the daddy is Catalyst to spank me, stabbing with the gladius Sizeable guy - was poking me in the pancreas Habeas my corpus no needing for any dalliance Blasphemous habits, wrap it up - how many left to screw? Peter, John, Andy, Phil and Bartholemew? Got johnsons for handys, full lips plump Dart the pole and I’ll mew, "ooh", broad rump humped Simon try'na be the pie man, cute little zealot Said he was well hung - but I barely felt it This siren need a Cyrene to carry her cross Not a bum who split quick after spilling the sauce.
