I don't know what
he does to impress mehe puts his hands on meand it's always killing me
I don't know what he
tries to do with mehe sings a song to meand it's always killing me
I know i'm all wrong therefor nothing comparesmy precious libertyso please get away from me
Oh oh, we could meet in a parkthen we'll do any-anything you liketurn the black into an amazing whiteand then i'll tell you that i love you

I don't know how
he hypnothises mehe puts his hands on meand it's always killing me
I know i'm all wrong therefor nothing comparesmy precious libertyso please get away from me
Oh oh little man you look likeyou won't forget to meet me in the parkbut just in case you never come backi want to mention that i love you

Heard this one whispered through the cracks in the xylophoneOlfactory sensation is of coffee and the styrofoamAs for battle raps and who's the dopestLearned to take it lightly like my mother's jew neurosisPrognosis was never be the baron of this rap shitBut you know what they say, let them wear it if the cap fitIm rocking mine with pride and style it upSlightly angled to the side, crunk, wilding on the cutScratch an accapella like a lottery ticketDug some Donald Byrd out the crate, flipped itLove to make her shake and taste her lipstickThe way she flakes the brisket, it really takes the biscuitWhen I rips it, like a Jedi knight with the force in meWalk the fine line between debauchery and sorceryMicrophone magician, construct an algorithm with precisionRhyming Wittgensteinian logician on a missionWishing upon a star..Green to the T with the caviar now check the referenceMusical allusions in the sessionsPlus youthful optimism is itself an act of reverence




Dont get no water on the gremlinsGet slaughtered like LemmingsMake 'em board up the KremlinHigh treason.. down with the regent
I was harassed and fought like Harrison Fordin that one episode of South Park where he's buried in cock.Blood gushing from his orifice like sherry or port,while all of ya'll just watched like an american sport.Where are your balls? I'm tearing you alla new jap's eye. Rap fly, that is why i carry the torch.The chairman of boards; the ferryman of yachts;the baddest mothafucka that you ever heard, but that ain't your fault.If you had any idea of the mind focusthat goes into every word that I write on thispeace of paper, you couldn't breathe on the mic, homes.It's the speech Vader teaching you hitting the right tones withmy ill voice. You couldn't read me a tight poem ifyour name was Shakespeare, so retreat or rhyme pwned, bitch!On the real, you believe it's a light joke, kid?You better think again and go find a new rhyme opponent.

The clouds are brightShadows are weakHurdles disappear
Smooth are my handsMy lifelines changeThey seem to expand
What is this scene?Where my voice screamsThis is happiness
Hills are glowingIs this still real life?
Sheltered in our loveLike sparrows in their groveYou will always beMy only familyMy superior world
Your thousand laughsEchoe and spread
Music in my head
Within our heartsWords are flyingStrangely different
How come our fears
Their raging noiseAre now fading out?
We are one bloodWe are just one soul
Sheltered in our loveLike sparrows in their groveYou will always beMy only familyMy superior world