MKULTRA - MEAT MAN PT. 2

〈Verse: MKULTRA〉
Meat man, meat man
Speak qliphoth
Bile start excreting
Started leaking out the folds
Walls made out of meat
Devoid of meaning
No control
Meat can push you deeper
Lucid while you decompose
We feed on the meager
Keep the prechers on a rope
Breath the stench up in your ether
Seeing features theough the smoke
Something in it eating hope
Swimming in the mind
Something which you can’t control
Down flow
The teeth fall out, your hole
Sound grows
Fall feet first, feed my growth
Ground moans
The deepest point, unknown
Is speaking through your bones
You see it through your phone

〈Hook: MKULTRA〉
Let go, Its time
For my abusement
Your retribution (ha-ha-ha)
Tied down, no movement
You trapped, it’s mine
Own your illusion
Your my pollutant
My source of food

〈Verse: Gizmo〉
GIMME DA MEAT, MAN!
MEAT IN MY GREASE, PAN!
The meat of a human a grand
Hit up tha market wit' bands
Don’t leave a bone to rot
Meat in the freezer that’s frozen defrost
Blood comin' out of the holes that wer clogged
Eat on my meat if I’m killed if I’m shot
DON'T STOP
What would ya do If I wanna eat ya meat?
Nibble from da brains, to da ribs, to da feet
How, would ya feel, with ya meat in my teeth?
How, would ya feel, when I shit it out clean?
Get a couple dollars and we rub it on our flesh
The meat inside da head, gets happy when it’s depressed
Get a couple dollars and we rub it on our flesh
The meat inside da head, gets happy when it’s depressed

〈Hook: MKULTRA〉
Let go, Its time
For my abusement
Your retribution (ha-ha-ha)
Tied down, no movement
You trapped, it’s mine
Own your illusion
Your my pollutant
My source of food

MKULTRA is a post-hip hop artist based in Boston, Massachusetts. Using harsh beats and shocking, sometimes even borderline spiritual imagery, MKULTRA draws parallels to the works of Dr. Octagon or GG Allen, while addressing the idiosyncrasies of modern celebrity culture.