Hush darling,
Don't moan out loud.
Tell when to stop this,
Tell when you had enough.

Like that darling,
Tap the table but not too hard.
Feel the rhythm,
Dance  the beat.

Because this won't end soon,
before you knew it.

i asked about what music you are into
so i can turn myself into one
and pleasure your ears
until your soft lips find mine

listening to the same song
french kissing all along

quarter tunes and squirt bottle bafoons
fooling loons out of cash money bank statements
complacent in textile original files
factual ***** in their feather capped heads
circumcising oatmeal kids. Picture this,
bits of fish in outer, not inner, space.
Dr. men manipulating through card tricks
leading to their pent house, fenced out from fresh air.
Nocturnal ****** pressured into dieting
shedding their skin and coughing up black sticky debris
recently I've found more comfort in scolding hot teas
then in eargasm speed dating or mango flavored cough drops
office cops crop pictures of rundown Puerto Rican shops
sloppy kissing gets me wishing for brass buttoned bell
bottoms
televised ****** questions. Sectioned off sidewalks
body shaped chalk talks for motherless kids to gawk at
steeples crease the clouds spreading rapid growth of ingrown
hairs
I pair myself against bears that tear me limb from limb
I'm figuring on pinning up accomplishments
on the egg white walls of my first apartment.
tarped floors and fluorescent glowing ceiling tiles
riled  up mice relentlessly fussing with nests throughout
the night
typing taxidermists chat next door
I'm more ashamed of my basement floor

Yo who ya know
Do it better
Since i got the rain
I make it wetter
Haters see the barrel of my baretta
Mozzarella or cheddar
Its all the same
10 years strong in the game
No shame
Ya know the name big yosef
Coming explosive
Givin' eargasm with mellow style
People still wonder how?
I write this talk like this
While so many debatin'
Im poppin' this
Steel to ya cranium
Kick game to a girls ear drums
She slowly ***
***** wet invite to my place for some Moet
Death threats
I get alot of them
But aint no stoppin' the epitome
Been a capital G since the age of three
Ya know D R E
After math thats the sound
Moved some my enemies around
Now they hung over gettin' left overs
Rest in peace to my nigguh pac
I reminiscence on ya memory
And like he told me
Watch these phonies in the street
Gangsta beat
For the hoochies in heat
As hop my 64 impala three wheelin' motion
With the toaster under my drivers seat
CuZ...

This for the ambitions
Of milllionaire's
Throw ya stacks in the air
If ya dont care cuz adversaries glare
Let the fools chase the dough
Never let these hoochies get
Close to the dough fa sho
Soon to be mothers pending for a little pension
Need i mention?
The game done changed
Its to rearrange
And for me to get back on top of thangs
Went to business from servin the Cain
X'd out my government name
Only come out with the sun sets
Im nocturnal
If you come to close
Ya might be sleepin' eternal
Radios hate me but cant silence me
Keep all eyes on me
From the city and council halls
Step into the court **** on they stalls
They can **** my *****
Word to my mother and my brother no other
Can lay the pipe like me
Envy finds me but still some how i escape the misery
Dont let the critics get to me
They all just
Number one fans understand
I let the lyrical guns bust trust
Im D- O -C got the ultimate formula
I got many G's swarmin' ya
How can you escape the death penalty
Know the rules
Know my name
Mention me? Every chick want a piece
Of ding a lang!!!!




call me ghost buster
cuz im bustin at haters til they ghost smoke the most make a toast
to the houston heat holders
in texas we play hold em fold em
then hit cha with a texas two steps guns in prep we go for the reps
til its nothing left
body bruised as my fist cruise
to ya jaw disconnected now reconnected
from the chiropractor
thats what ya get for playin a gangsta actor
run through rhymes like a tractor factor
to the game plugged into my veins
got hip hop growing insane
cuz yosef delivers than the pain
worse than cheap *******
in yo brain
uh i got black ice sittin' nice
haters get yo head spliced sliced
like wires soon to retire body expire
as bring more heat then a dryer respect the sire
embrace higher
learning from books that  i read
now the art of war aint dead
skipped over the feds never sleep in the same bed
cuz i got bread to make uh im a baker like anita baker
give ya the best that i got
i like to tote glocks poppin shots throwin back shots
of liquor turns me evil quicker
see a bad chick then a **** her hit with the tongue twista
eargasm to back spasm
ya know yo gotsa to have em
uh at least a different chick
for everyday no parlay
we gettin ***** down to the nitty gritty never ******
fools talkin itty bitty
they sweeter than hello kitty i pity
the fool like mr t ya see me ya better believe its beef
i keep it smokin' like hot kettles
pushin' hot metals
til ya cranium falls like rose peddles dont meddle
in yosefs **** unless ya face a casket though a ghetto *******
through the life of crimes ya know that im
a hundred percent with my skills
one eighty seven once i touch the mic it chills
below zero violent hero got rhymes like k'rino
peeps say i rocking too fast
but they just slow
feel the adrenaline rush
as i tote this cannibus yo its a must as i bust
through the scene like a dope fiend
lookin' for that last hit kind of drastic
so dudes rub ya *****
n chicks rub ya *****
slow grinding to my **** cuz of the way i spit
ya find me bonin' sally in the alley as I add another to my tally
******' hip hop ever since she developed ***** uh

EARGASM > ******
Buckethead's insatiable music is never on period.

***'s every overstated play: overrated...
Buckethead's every understated play: underrated!

Listening to your voice gives me an 'eargasm'
Being touched by you gives me an '******' (and not just my body but also my soul)
Thinking about you gives me a 'mindgasm'
Sometimes i can't decide as to which feeling i like the best

She got ‘em catching feelings
She’s down for winnings
She’s a front street lady
Other girls keeps on hating
She knows how to make ‘em pay
Anytime she lies and lay
With a lovely eargasm
Giving’ em romantically
She’s such a kind
Rare and wild
No one knows where she lives
Friends family
She takes Pictures with no one