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Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to welcome you inside the mind There'll be no bell for lunch without a popper And back then I was never embarrassed even with my dick out like chopper [Verse 1] I get so lonely I brawl with the music I'm so underground, you silly bitch, I crawl through the sewage Commercial shit, it's just all a nuisance And exotaric to aid he calls on the purest To emerge from the gutter and do away with one dimensional MC's who have to turn to their mother in a battle situation Ring the bell when the cattle reach my station I love riding on donkeys with headphones on I see visions when I walk I know a whole lot of fucking pigeons that can talk They remind me that the hunger's real And if you're gonna come at all you best come with skill [Hook] 2x It's like B to the E to the I, it's just so creepy Take a stroll through the woods and believe me We're doing this of embers, no kindles And the pioneers of small crease, they see a smoke signal [Verse 2] You see, Lucifer couldn't catch me, he's playing soft I play cards with Merlin, I blow smoke with Gandalf Blinky bill and I rob banks and shape shift And the only icy shit I got is my dick in the cake mix I'll take this to a land of snakes with red bellies Secret handshakes with Nad Kelly I came to prove, that we can too When your whole style reminds me of an ad for cheap shampoo That's right, life's a puzzle and I'm making it fit And don’t bother me on the dunny, son, I'm taking a shit But when I'm off, and no doubt about it, I'm partly mental Meet me in the tool shed with all your sharpened pencils Envision the caligraphy that hacks the gift And slap on your thinking caps to catch my drift Porn king ding fish burn makes the world move Poetical principal of rhyme the girls do So, come on, lads, please, pass the billy We got hip hop, at ease, ass and titty And I'm stumbling (shit) numb of a case I got a dick in my pants who thinks he's running the place Walking like a wooden puppet this track goes out To anybody talking like I couldn't cut it A little faith, trust me, goes a long way That's why my magical wand waves so that the song stays in Timeless like I'm on stage rhyming Cause in the sky rhythm and rhyme living the live And the moral of the story is , I juggle just to manage I'm a ghost for now, but i'm subtle when I vanish [Hook] [Breakdown] We're just kicking it so beautifully and usually we just chill out Next to broads that foolishly with these carps of jewelry I found these balds of nudity and it's all just new to me Such an odd community (ey yo it's probably puberty) Ey yo we've got to grow the fuck down We're still in adolescence To come to the clearing in the woods Lit by the incandescent moon Yeah I see you smirk and say not likely Original vocab just don't compute Like we were pikies (So I stand there) And all I hear is "Geez, you're a pair of slopes" Weaze, no caramel so please don't parallel (that's right) Us to candy rappers Cuz they end up in the waste basket When their style spit there ain't no flavour, no I'ts that taste lasting Oompa Loompa, doopity doo Man I’m that Everlasting Gobstopper that blew the city fuse So don't think you're gonna get away You little rascal Cause we got the country locked down Like we're from Nashville [Hook] Some outskirt hillbillies just chilling on some dirt bikes Rounded up these Varmints taking them back to the turnpike When the herb lights, we’ll pass it, when we spy ‘em from the ditch We show 'em they got a wardrobe and a lion and a witch You wanna pitch your tent right here at our camp site There’s a crack in the back of the closet Oh oh, I'll get that lamp lite [?] the wood hatchet these splinters kill Then I feel a winter, chill and I'm in a timber mill Through the prarie, i storm through the grass and night thicket Past the bushes, the brambles, the billygoats and white pickets And I'm here I crush the petals with my sandals I'm walking through the woods With little Gretel and Hanz Look west on the hills Up here i hear a moan, bellow From an old fellow at a park With a couple of stones yellow And he was more bubbly than a geiser That Old Faithful freestyler Was more (?) kaizer We jumped on a snow plow But like a magic trick he made a dragon puff up With a gadget fit for bagging up all the adjectives I ask you this Yo, in all sinsavity Does it even occur to you Half our shit is all a pavity All those prissy little nitwits Just trying to make their shit flip When they spit fits of mindless crap I mean, i guess we are some misfits And you might call me a cynic But I just don't mimic At the hands of today We still make you bounce without the gimmick Like we're pumping this club And we’ll up and make it so fresh In the southern we’re coming with something different from the rest And by the time I get to the club man I'll be hurting I get there, there's one guy there Some dude named Tyler Durden, man [Hook]
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