The Trashman Cometh
Updated: Mar 14, 2021
V1 Jamessiah: And here we go with
Zebulon, Trashman cometh
Got you hooked on all my phonics
Yes I’m hustlin’ the hardcore
smooth with dope ebonics
Sledge hammerin’ the grammar
Sweet talkin’ up your Gramma
Shakin’ hands, kissin’ ladies
as they dance to this and stammar
Best believe we on the come up
All these houchie mammas done up
painted faces, when the bass hits
it’s a circus until sun up
carousel to hell and back now
crooked cops are on the crack down
‘til confetti drops I’ll never stop
or fade into the background
(my life for you)
V2 B. Steels: I need to calibrate all my chemical doses
cause these thoughts keep multiplying like my cells in mitosis
prognosis pyromania–I’ll light up this track
and what’s left in my head won’t leave your city intact.
I’m the trashman, I’m gunnin’ for you, boots on the ground
Don’t you dare underestimate–I’ll level your town.
I’ll wait until you think you’ve got patient and calm
then I’ll come riding in on a hydrogen bomb.
(my life for you)
V3 Johnny Walker:
One last time before we exit - ‘for the Trashman comes and wrecks it
Got this part of me - artery - and the tissue that connects
It’s pumping poison; the noise in my head is foreign like hoisin
Thoughts abandoned, damaged, stranded
Just like the bins you put toys in
Lost and found up in the attic
All the emphatic static
Covers up all of the reasons and the questions Socratic
Lifts me up - pulls you down - far enough - underground
Apocalyptic warnings forming, barely making a sound
Outro Steels: They’ve pushed you down, for your whole life/and now it’s time for them to learn.
I’ll set you high, above rank and file/And then I’ll send you out to burn.
They’ve held you down, for your whole life/and now it’s time that they learn.
I’ll set you high, above rank and file/And then I’ll send you out to burn.
I’ll set you high, above rank and file/And then I’ll send you out to burn.