Hello, my name is Jeremy Pestel. I'm 19 years old, born and raised in Tulsa, OK. I'm white, not that it matters. I go by the nickname P, or P-Nutt. . .or Scandalous P. . .I'm creating a hip-hop group made up of cartoon characters based on me and my friends, sort of like Gorillaz. I play the bass and I have 7 songs written already, wow, that just hit me. Well, here goes my first song, it's called "Ever Since". It's about feeling like a curse has been put on you, and you walk around like a mindless zombie. No reaction to normal stimuli. There's also a few shout-outs to necrophelia and Islamic terrorism. Can I get a what-what?

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yo, i'm remorseless, i have intercourse w/ rotting corpses
experimenting w/ demonic forces,
the four horsemen of the apocalypse couldn't be here tonight,
i guarantee you if you want this, you'll bleed for the right,
i'm feeding the mic dousing spiders w/ metronomes,
my anthropomorphic speeches let my presence be known,
it's letting me flow, like the wine for dionysus,
the frenzied women tear me apart, as the sun rises
words like adrenaline, a head rush when i bust
the candles are rekindling, i'm hesitant to trust
I'm modern man's equivalent, to edgar allan poe
a narcissistic regimen, that keeps me on my toes
this crucible's benevolent, the wretched of the earth
all crowd inside my tenement, quadrupled in it's girth
the raptors are intelligent, developed like a photo
but all that shit's irrelevant, extinction like a dodo

ever since i got this damn hex put on me
i'm a flesh-eating, brain dead, infested zombie
and i sit at home staring at my messy laundry
oh, ever since i got this damn hex put on me
(x2)

creep w/ me, on a three day journey
to the depths of solitude, enhance your esoteric learning
on the path to enlightenment, i chose to take a left
and found myself w/out morals, infatuated w/ death
where it all began, jesus, buddha, and mohammed
when it gets too real, i have a tendency to vomit
like the trauma, of birth, relived and revisited
when you're thrust into this world and all your pain is insignificant
eyes lit up, glowing like lights from an alien craft
the ground split up, and satan himself even started to laugh
the dead get up, start walking the earth cause there ain't room in hell
who cooked this shit up? the anti-molecular b-boy, pestel
let me rip some shit before i have a conniption fit
slitting wrists and shit, until i got all of you pistol-whipped
w/ pistol grips, packing more than charlton heston
i'm blessed when i wear a vest w/ bombs on my chest and
say a prayer then detonate at a funeral procession
divine protection, e.t.e's are watching over me
it's no use dying cause this demon's got control of me
i just gave up when the meathooks grabbed ahold of me

ever since i got this damn hex put on me
i'm a flesh-eating, brain dead, infested zombie
and i sit at home staring at my laundry
oh, ever since i got this damn hex put on me
(X2)

i fucking hate you, i hope zarqawi decapitates you
while al-jazeera videotapes you, incinerate you
using black magick, spontaneous human combustion
send some russians from the kgb to hit you and your cousins
robitussin makes you feel like a walking electro-magnet
but i bet you've never had it, cause you're a homosexual faggot
you like to hold hands and watch full house w/ bob saget
i'll tear off your fucking face and make you eat it, dagnabbit
(what's thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?), alien pirahna in the sauna
bending spoons w/ his head because he's young and attained nirvana?
it's the p-n, to the, u-t-t, and all good lords have empathy
and i'm a....venomous vampire, draining your veins to inherit the soul
a brain-eating zombie, breaking your head open, using your skull as a bowl
escaping reality, you put yourself in a more comfortable place
an abnormality, a fetus attached to the side of your face

ever since i got this damn hex put on me
i'm a flesh-eating, brain dead, infested zombie
and i sit at home staring at my laundry
oh, ever since i got this damn hex put on me
(X2)


(sample: radiohead "paranoid android" from ok computer, the part where he says "what's thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat??" put it in the middle of the third verse)

OUTRO

Well, that's it. Somebody read this please. I crave attention. I'm a starving attention-whore. Please. Now type, you idiots.