D.O.P.E.

[Verse 1] Listen strictly for the low beat Acclivity shifts up your lobe steep What a minute ago was just low key Is fixing up slowly to blow free From your soul deep, it's a soul thing It's a privelege to witness the whole thing But I don't think anyone knows what it means Like me to get lost in the moment like Bo Peep's sheep Random letters of the alphabet scramble And travel in passels on down to the mandible Where they're tasked with and addled to Unravel the prattle that I've managed to plaster but can't cause it's that tough! So they back up, in an orderly fashion Dismayed, they try to find a way to arrange To break with the same born-to-be passion But they can't seem to coordinate fast enough So they just get in a formation and blast off! Like the colonization of a rocket or spaceship The polonization of a poppy or daisy They pop from their casing and foster new babies Make a beautiful mess like Pollock's paintings And every little A, B, or C fits into the ground like a planted seed What flourishes from the word pieces is reminiscent of a Disney fantasy And the people that have witnessed seem stumped Look at me like I got three thumbs Because, to craft such a masterpiece would take at least Two digits in addition to a green one, and I'm free from Doubt that the things I think of to speak of Won't be redubbed for at least some Time until another me comes, please just be done because... [Hook] I am dope And I don't mean to gloat but I know what I know And I know what you think And you would never promote me Because how would it look if they thought I was dope And for those of ya'll you don't know what it means to be dope I can teach you so, so let me demonstrate, listen close... [Verse 2] Maybe if I could do a handstand while chewing tobacco and shooting fast raps They'd finally pay attention to me at last like the kind you might give to a tutor in class But who would do that? That's like shooting a cat: an amusing experience but not good for your rep And any guy who can't freestyle is as much a gift to the game as poop in a bag It's very competitive, scary but definitely a fun sport like daring a veteran To square with a pelican or spearing an elephant: entertaining for now, but who bears the penitence? What does it matter? It doesn't matter! It's just a dumb meta-phor for the metra- Nome in four/four apportioned to four quarter beats to conform to the pattern Honestly right now I'd rather be writing a sonnet but the community wanted to see how I'd profit Just using my talents on the lyrical side of the generic mosh pit, so I'm on it... Scribbling phrases I pray will be taken as ill and amazing insistent for praising Fill in the blank in a billion ways to describe the way I make the beat titillating But if you think my dopeness ends at my poems, friends, you better go check to see if you have broken senses I've been known to get on a piano and shred the keyboard until there's no keys left I don't need to go in depth, skip the tricks Give me any instrument, with it I'll rip it like Clint's pistol I'm about to blow like a sick kid into a tissue I stick with my family, more positives than the tip of a battery Glib and happily, I'm gifted in managing, wit, and strategy, no one can mess with my nimble anatomy Smoke no pot, throat no shots, live in a glass house, but I throw no rocks Open-minded, but I know what right is, I stand out from the crowd like a photobomb But the way the game's played, the greats seem rather arbitrary so the standards vary so... This is how we'll know Eenie meenie miney mo, who here has the tightest flow? If you holler at me, bro, I'll be sure to remind you how... [Hook] And for those of ya'll who don't know what it means to be dope I can spell it out, so can I have your attention now to the best in town? [Verse 3] Definitely One Precious Entity Delving Over a Plethora of Energies Distributed Only Presently, Every Day Only Present Ease Dangit! Open that Package of Entenmann's Danish! Only Prudes Eat Day-Old Picks End Delusions Of Pastry Excess, Delivery Order: Panda Express Dive Over Peaks of Everest, Dad Oohs: Proud as he Ever was Drive Off in a Pristine Elantra, Debunk Other Pre-Existing Dogma Optimal Properties Elicit Debauchery, Obliterate Poverty, English Demosthenes Orate Powers Elate Doubters, Oppose Preaching Equal Drivel Of Pouters Ever Describe One Person Eventually Detract Original Prejudices? Exactly Defines Our People's Essence! Deter Open Proximate Exits Dang Oh Poop! Everyone's Doomed! Old People Eat Decrepit Old Prunes Ending Decimation Originates from Pen's Etchings, Devoid Of Proof-- Em Dumping On Pretty much Everything, Diligence Over Petty Embellishing Destroy Other Pitiful Emcees, Deployment Of Protest Empty Defiant Of Price Evaluation... And if you didn't think that was DOPE I Don't knOw what kind of craP you'rE banging