Facel Vega

from ALABASTER SAMOVARS by Alabaster Samovars

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lyrics

At the age of four,
Blindfolded,
Pot Man was able to discern Berluti from Lobb Paris by the sensation of fit alone.
Simultaneously,
He could detect the individual nuances of Gyokuro teas from eight prefectures.
This prodigious aesthetic sense was both a blessing and a curse.
Since anything short of perfection caused him intense sensory discomfort,
Pot Man was unable to rap over most producers' beats.
A trait that confined his work to writing
Until he met
Remington Iron.

Make Chanel paper
28's on the Facel Vega
Shells in the Benelli 'Feltro for raising hell later
Blazing great since the shell-toe days
They hate me like I'm separating Velcro tape
But I'm an optimist:
I copped the mint chocolate chip ostriches
They cost a grip
The John McLaughlin of exhausting clips
Seen your posture from across the strip
Unlawful shit, adopted it like a foster kid
Lobster bib is often on if I've been verbing,
If you've got a spine, I'm curving it
I'll murder an invertebrate
Swerving into skirmishes
Each word a fifth of bourbon,
If I serve it, get your torniquets
Murder's what the verdict is...
Samovar purchasing
Pot Man is burgeoning
Urchin for dessert and then
Resurface in the 'vert I've been refurbishing
Best of all, I'm merciless
Purple on the stirrups and the rest of all the surfaces
You might see me on a boat made for tuna
Bait for rumors I'm moving weight, Yokozuna
Overcoat vicuña
Gloves peccary
Could never get to me, however technically
My bankroll is like a telephone directory
And I tote the melatonin next to me...