Aural S(Ect)s

I'm unknown

Like the comic green fatigues chronic

Drive in my sonic onslaught is tonic

Rapper producers colic

Vampires get garlic

Jorge got the Jack my uncle Jimmy be thinking

Rather pure gin when drinking

Lime-a-way from drywall all fall

Defense is too tall, Jones for the beats

Flip my loop through the LFO

I say tomato you pronounce it Optimo

Let's call the whole thing on

Is it blunt, joint, shotgun, bowl or bong?

Quite frankly I'm still beneath the table

DOOM drank me under

What God has joined together, let no man put asunder

Escape pillage and plunder Bloops bleeps and blunders

And I wonder who's loving you like Michael Jackson?

Death comes in threes like John Paxson