Cellphone Michael

[Monk] The goats know I ate 'em when I caught 'em They forgotten like something went wrong in the lobotomy Tell the gods tread cautiously They don't want me sparring I don't leave scars I leave 'em hanging like apostrophes and guitars Pulling strings Tell these boys I'm Gepetto and they're farces Don't force this I break force fields with closed fists Bend spoons; puffing spiffs in forklifts See, I'm just another myth.. The walls have eyes I can see them through the 'glyphs Amidst the mist I can see the lies I can see the gypsies miss the point Lead the sheep to the pen Please insert another coin Let the games begin Break the ligaments down Build another joint Feel it in ya filaments now Light it up Take a hit Know you feeling this now Gotcha feet on the ground Butcha head in the clouds Be headed to the gallows Sleepy Hallows Float in the flow like a sediment now, never settling down The regiment is kill 'em all with peak eloquence found in hell Heaven-sent to quell the fires as they fell from his lips Carcinogenic My zenith abyss Menacing Blood dripping from his lips No love, I'm devilish good at tennis Beat 'em 666 Simple and quick That 246