The Artist In The Ambulance

[Verse 1] Yeah, I finally got some commas in my checks That's Obama swag even when alarmed or in distress And I'm rumpus but Anonymous assumptions Your honor I must simply interject Look I'm too clever with my debts Never would I measure An endeavor or invest it In the Introspective Hipster intellect shit But I Leave no set neglected And deaths quick for the misdirected So I'm a leader in every sketch of my etches And the best she's ever slept with At Least the one she's most impressed with Battle me, ya strategy ineffective Drown in the depths of my pokedex list While I'm in the caresses Of my x's And you jealous that I exist But I got the best wit Heavily tested like a bitch who think she pregnant I want you to... [HOOK] Picture a scripture Less fic but a bit stricter Hit ya with it quick So you can  Split before I get ta' The mission of MR Lift until he's lit Is just to sitya-  Ate my appetite and  Create mischief A witcha of a wikken Lickin spliffs and mischievous  Never missing in the microphone  That he's so gifted with Exit a wiffer Who sniffed a little much to lift up Another bad habit she got to give up [Verse 2] I'll beat that beat takeshi My kicks are deadly - Jet Li I sneeze at kings they bless me My freezers in degrees of sleet Believe the breeze is messy Achieved the stress free with the best weed And Jonny's quests as my pet peeves Got a couple hooks but i let my left lead And a couple betty's bet me I can't make the fucking bed creak My Soul got "plans" to meet her body next week This is my chronicle. Rocking a fucking monical On each eye What I do What the sauna do to weak guys You prunes are beat dry I beat diana in a drag race But I'm Lappin' the cat in last place [Bridge] Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel So I spin the wheel x2 I want you to... [Hook] [Verse 3] I went from checking in cargo To events spent in chicago With Peddle to the car flo' As i embark upon this dark road Never armed in bars though I'll put you in that arm hold Lay you flat Why would break ya fall for? Play elite, and beat all four Taking pictures and look all full Awful? Photos with my eyes closed Nodoz til my life slows On the low though so no wife knows That her blow goes through the right nose And the left is for the white snow And She Blazed as heck No roomed left for the nasonex Still Waiting on the fade effect And I'm Played as tapes that's made of sex Haven't shaved in days but still get laid Kick pushing, never chasing decks So kick rocks with a kick some kid made with checks Rich but still I clench my fists at the ways of west [HOOK] [Bridge] Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up