Vision of Art (Broken Mix) - DJ Krush/Company Flow

Written by：EL-P/ DJ Krush

You've got a very soft vision of art

You've got a deficit disorder of heart

These are the wings of an endangered drum pattern

This is the flight of the hapless you've got it all backwards

When Krush drops a f**kin' city buster I call it the crowd rapist

Ace of base s**tty compounded to drown faces

Out of the ground basics found in lost spaces

Ashamed of its own bass line traces

That's pure hatred

Perhaps the internet feeds your village fright

Right

I got the double ox wingspan dragon archetype tonight

The part that reflects light the razor blade kite

F**k it the rugged word my immortal beloved

Got you suckin' off Muppet's for Bisquick and contracts and sh*t

Printed on the back of Triscuits and served rectally

Mumbling

What a difference indifference can make

My bad chemistry chalks lines like little deranged johnny the terrain bum

Borderline f**k ya sound bombing

I'm heated like broke days with nothing but noodle ramen and water

Water tainted complaint filed time to transfer

Take me out transfer denied answer supplied as

Stab 'em through the nipples with they own b**chy as rim shots

I'm audio two basic combust with strange lust

With modus operandum and balk the funcrush

You box with soft touch touched with soft tentacle

Tickle me sickly sedate my brain quickly

So much slower the whole scenery seems

Moving through plasticine brackets backwards

After burn full thrust monks react trackless

Come to confront funk slugs with salt tactics

Turn the farrah fawcett on and burn 'em in they mattress

Then ashes float to heaven quicker than souls of children

Murdered by a strange man in the basement of their building

Time to build time to be brazen with cane raisin'

The same faded disdain with a grain of insane patience

Patent that fire in the sky cataract eyes

This is nervous unnerving word ship

Reported fortnights of journey through warning you

Secret pathfinder that cast of bad sitcom

The laugh track added to the last cat sh*t on

The audience claps like dillenger gun masonic

Rounds falling down trample the trespass sound

Ample distress amp will get loud as tourettes

From banshee with a megaphone me me me me mega

Hold the frequency hold it unevenly unsheathe the jihad blade

And become animalistic

Authority walks the plank that's implicit

The shambles of the gifted dismantled and imprisoned

This is just a cf thought car derailed and resold as old feelings

To those with false motion

All potion pour to parched hearts open

Casted out sold out in the open

DJ f**kin' Len will leave the boom box dead

DJ f**kin' Krush will make your children throw furniture

Learning disabilities spring from the scene

Like a recessive biter gene ignited like a flare for all teams

Tall beams broken bring down the foundation

Found in a pool of cess where the worms unnerve stations

FM is just a feminine breaks on rotation

Company flow hold the mic naked famous

Aside from murder touch f**k with the once known divine style

Dummy droid noise for bad cats and basset

I enter like Aslan demented and God like

Odd mic clutched and chucked at glass structure

Sided to the funk with a working class rupture

Eat at that party of martyrs and pump action

Something to funk thumps with blood and duck fashion

Techno spawn the last long c**k rhymer

Get with it space ghost the force soul weapon

Get with it get got or got missing

You've got a very soft vision of art

You've got a deficit disorder of heart

These are the wings of an endangered drum pattern

This is the flight of the hapless you've got it all backwards