Bruno, you know what? Unnamed "as yet" Made good threat... with a maraschino In umbra none other than brute creation Bad with words, but good at rearranging faces At Bedford-Stuyvesant in loose silhouette Drumming up violence with a shady "yoo-hoo" Dang, thereby my shebang Is an emblem of a bigger bodily crime Blood feather stuck in mine My indentation, my griming relief My body's striped to a degree for good Mantis without a prayer - a preyer of her own Iffy to say if unspoken promises hold true Dang, thereby my shebang is an emblem of a bigger bodily crime Blood feather stuck in mine Semi-permanent ultramarine Scratching the surface from inbetween "I love yous" Dang, thereby my shebang Is an emblem of a bigger bodily crime Dang, thereby my shebang is an emblem of a bigger body of crime Blood feather stuck in mine