Entrée and a silver spitter
Send a monk on monkey on mountain of the shin splitter
Bow to a wave the insane would stave off
Blessed be my buzz cut on I got on Hoth
Hole hath you no words to heed a Hebrew to brew a ***** such words so fancy
Belated so I need you, our evening and like the wind in bugs wings all dancing
In the envelope, that witches tower
A powder puff, a power puff shower
Onward a knee scrape the reap in a skin killer no chase, but a womb makes me a stiller man
Not a plan, said no man, but a take in fake doth thou find to abdicate a will to be a motor fan
You know a silver spitter.
You know them by their ruse and their hands,
Always clean but never to themselves.
We toss fingers like throwing cleavers
All at once and fierce and in the rivers
Flow like doves like molten spinners
A free crow and one single arm throw
In blow by blow bi blow in tow by sew
Sing to me silver spinner
Sell me your silver dinner
Something something we deliver
Hello all, I am the spinner of silver