Mantrick Muffin Stomp - MotorPsycho

Born carefree into the history

Safe & steady guided by his ideas

You should know him by now

You hear him every day

But it’s hard to remember

Those senses lie dormant and dwell

Mummy mister

Can’t resist your

Muffin mixture

Or murder mysteries

Now/how would i know?

Walk faster

Spit as the roads are crossed

It’s all a disaster

Those rhymes were too easily tossed

All those thought-forms you know

Ruining your every night

But who would concieve them

Until it is spelled out so right?