Luna Melt from Chin Music by Andy Koufax

This is what shit looks like
When shit don't look right
Open up my eyes: raw, crusty bitches
But they don't deceive me
Wipin' off these cold stains
Starin' at this old frame
Alarm set to Coltrane
But there's no love in heart of city

Holy lectures never tethered anything together for me
Always left it to reflection what a heathen
That's the reason he be sinnin' in a sea of algorithms
Add it up
Maybe not and something different aided in the lazy interest
(Or the lack thereof) for winning
Admiration of the Sainthood painted on the glass division made a stain in vision

This is what shit looks like
When shit don't look right
Open up my eyes: raw, crusty bitches
But they don't deceive me
Wipin' off these cold stains
Starin' at this old frame
Alarm set to Coltrane
But there's no love in heart of city

Raisin like a purple playa
Singin' about grapes in nature
Californication while the Marvin echoes through the vapors
Now that I'm an adult it's a caddle prod accumulator
Looming over humans with a cumin crusted piece of cake to
Sweeten and make easy
Demon priestess acrobatics
Fallin' off a cliff of shit into a double broken back flip
Abbott and Costello ho
Mass confusion stereo
Better off I'm Godless than if I were led to sellin' dope

This is what (Shit looks like)
Shit looks like (Don't look right)
Shit don't like right now (My eyes raw)
My eyes are so raw now (My eyes raw)
Got these cold stains (These cold stains)
Lord these cold stains (This old frame)
Oh in this old frame now (And Coltrane)
Coltrane (And Coltrane)

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Mind-Expansion
• Mind-Reduction
• Punk-Hop
• Rock & Soul
• New York