You're the only one I ever told, that I will rape this day.
Got a barking dog and a smile to tell and I will hate this day.
Sporting the name brands. Clothes make the man. And I will rape this day.
Guess a heart won't break, that ain't pumpin' Kool-aid.
I got a fighting chance.
You know you promised me the last dance.
A micronaught/naut/knot in time.
This fat (?) 24 (?)
Nothin' but moans and blood.
(?) is my love.
You cannot eat just one.
A diaphragm (on the nation / revolution / revelation).
Just when I’ve got some disease
And get your stampin’ heart the hell outta here.
I'm gonna rape this day. I'm gonna rape this day.
I'm gonna rape this day. Rape this day.
This is your real mouth.
(Sew it / So end / So head) up (and / in) far south. And I will rape this day.
A poet on the ground.
Or leave it (?) turn brown.
And I will pinch and tear and pull and kick you right there.
(?) into a pretty bruise, a cat scratch.
Put a(?) rake on your neck, but who would cry or complain?
Compared to the pain of your (sorry white face / (?) brain).
I'm gonna rape this day. I'm gonna rape this day.
I'm gonna rape this day. I'm gonna rape this day.