The Truth Is Lies

[Verse One: Jack Cracker] Madison's indigenous turn magna into igneous Writer fluid and lighter fluid, spark up like the branch of [?] Twisted as Oliver High enough to be seen by amateur backyard astronomers Passing through Andromeda Check your monitors Guess too fast to be late The Crest not just another empty tube of toothpaste Packaging tape Pull quick off a hairy chest at your very best You're still too late to put out the flame finesse A little weed is all I need calling me And I'm off the hook, like a fish too small to keep Across the books Once open I'm hard to shut It's all in the bluff so if you win, roll up your cuffs The seemingly seemless Dreamless, narcoleptic Need his call connected, even when all's dissected It operates as one if I could paint the sun And water colors life would imitate the smoke from this Naked Gun In place I run, giving chase to none At my back (well why's that?) Cause I let off like leaving the back with a dye pack Batting down the hatches I splash when I practice So here's looking at ya's When I'm lit like a book of matches Who's molded from the Clay of Cassius? Filtered through the ashes Flow can't coagulate from the self induced thrashes Metaphors form the glasses Beyond these walls Tiger's hide in patches of tall grasses and wait for you to fall [Verse Two: AD] Ayo I struggle in life, I'm juggling knifes If I fumble I slice my sight's heights till my humbling rights I'm a hidden tiger lurking for the crouching dragon I'm out to tag him, he's a [?] his mouth is bragging I jump from tree to tree a blunt's a "B" to me If I want it evenly, I'll stunt a cheetah's z's So call "Geronimo!" And you fall like dominoes I'm appalled and on my toes cause of laws and how I chose So I say what I wanna while obeying my mama I never play to her dishonor cause she gave me a lot of [?] somber I hold a comma to bomb ya your whole genre in my armor I do believe ah, strong influence is your teacher So I need to keep up on education in my leisure I wear my sunglasses, I'm aware I don't run fast I munch acid with dumb asses until the fun passes I'm a lost kid, in the snow frostbit I never know what the cost is I just throw my last bit I'm looking over my shoulder I'm hoping to hold ah Eye contact of that girl while I'm still sober I never know the last thing I knew before the first one My ass sings and birds come The [?] that's not burnt, look what the herbs done Spark it up and pass it back The bark is rough but has a chance to call your bluff At first glance there's lots of us I think we can if we put our minds to it Lines get proven near your boys when you get high to 'em I got my boots untied I think the truth is lies So I juice my life to come through my rhyme And I'm out