Take this Step with Me and Never Come Back

[Busdriver] With one bill in a clenched fist They told me I need to get rich or try dying Try dying [Verse 1: Busdriver] America’s intestinal walls are bleeding Thank conservative fringe groups They sling chimp poop up at the town hall meeting But so what this is Groudhog evening When I tend to the 86’d pupa against some gradient of fuchsia When it slides to grayscale we just raise hell and threaten your safety with a loofah I’m gonna die in this music pub But first I’m gonna insist that this doofus budge I don’t pop champagne I pop the mucus plug My head marked with a bluish smudge As I add to this key card collage We don’t have no three-car garage Just a perpetual lack of dopamine, I fall in the parenthetical black you go between So I’m like ‘fuck your artist roster!’ To everyone of these target shoppers I am well-respected, I am Jarvis Cocker Give me my French duvet and crème brulee Or I’ll ejaculate on grandma’s shoes and exacerbate the camera crew With cartwheel yoga I fart on teal sofas every time I botch the art deals in Dakota I’m dead after this so raise the roof like a debt ceiling, I’m indebt to saline My billing cycle feels like death dealing At the funeral parlor my suit of armor’s homespun I spent a chunk of time poking fun at the sluggish response to a smoking gun Treated my twenties like I was in Logan’s Run I turned thirty then awoke in chum With strained tonsils one game console and broken thumbs Good one Driver, hole in one [Hook: Terra Lopez] (x3) If I take this step I’ll sink in the black Won’t you take this step with me and never come back [Verse 2: Busdriver] I’m an opponent to companionship like I endangered the housecat I should put a disclaimer on my soundtrack Right after I handcuff this Swiss banker to a towel rack Because it’ll take a few millennia to pay off any future student loan I’m a domineering dad in an abusive home To keep warm I street perform with a sousaphone Now I’m sipping on some arsenic tea Bouncing babies on my arthritic knee Crashing on the floor of a carpeted sea life don’t imitate art, nigga Art mimics me But this wasn’t my ideal plan I should put a pine needle to my pineal gland Rather than to hang high from a ceiling fan Getting eulogy quotes from my real fans I told my baby mama fuck off, nice move My social graces on some vintage Ice Cube My heart is a lunchbox filled with dry food Titillated by the side boob I can’t tie shoes Before I lay on the palette of the sea monster Looking like BellBivDevoe eating peach cobbler They know my pelvic bone sprouts Ewok fur And my raps don’t sell vitamin water I can’t buy the flyest flying saucer I’m a high-flying sci-fi author No you’re not, you’re barely a sexy mess It’s my last show so it better be fresh And of-the-moment like celebrity death After it women run for a pregnancy test And the biters get charged with identity theft (laughs) Because Driver was tight On his last go ’round he broke ground with every step [Hook: Terra Lopez] (x3) If I take this step I’ll sink in the black Won’t you take this step with me and never come back [Busdriver] With one bill in a clenched fist They told me I need to get rich or try dying Try dying