Gothic VG painting valance
Greek book where I ate the world to find you.
Talks about the stuff of food,
the sound of the music is what I'm doing,
Criminal Records has Short Run, acid comics, funny as shit,
I can wait another week, but not five years,
these strange confessions, gourmet confections, cure infectious,
not out of the loop,
I'm in step, still part of society,
even if I swung from trees and smeared shit with leaves,
but do my raps become a Peterman?
I'm Wierd Al and a kind of family byproduct,
but great hands give a smiling tell,
so there he goes, on casinos,
like al pachino, sitting with a capuchino,
listening to the leaf notes, of Kanye west that sound like free throws,
best of the best,
I just want to tap, whatever the fuck he knows, "higher level use of your c-notes,"
but I'm a, different kind of, zero, " yo Sanatra we all slaves, "
yeah .so we could be Heroes,
"but those Europeans got factories ,
it's time vs money, external relevance in the mind of these peoples,
you juggling shit, in these times,"
I'm not simply rapping, I'm making a track list in my mind, so distracted with precoccu-crastination that I'm occupied,
"just wait til u get marginalized" he also said, (yatta x3 ) a little annoyed in my stye,
trying to fall asleep with my room upside-down why?
Cuz bills and student loans plus they paint the walls,
Salman looking like, the Red Studio when my door shattered as struck by lightning,
and the rap family tree, from before Nwa til today,
I've been a monkey among, other monkeys since the inception,
in a smoky room and typing thrillers looking for redemption
-the good shit: interstellar, vanilla sky, and momento,
when the heck are we in This conception?
I'm precise and accurate understand these concepts son:
industrial decline, inner city ... abuse.. ..these are serious one on ones,
it's a me , Mario
-Fry, I'm a delivery boy! Futurama, so if I see
another, -mcdonalds commercial, where the black guy gets sung,
-at, I'll send them a letter, in Jim Ellis letters, Deus ex machina,
on the air but I'm so glad I'm jellus, and j cole's California rap,
about phones is a bonus, indecisive zealot, mr biology Jobs,
a new worker,
*Cosby*, "rookie, you take roofie, in the wine then u joofiy, in the poopy, she went to Jared"
Since the 80's, he's been the poster of responsibility and good sense,
and as long as u got the beard on the inside, dexter in flour, then flash owa, a man surrounded, with a crowd of, naked singing women of all ages wearing crowns of flowers, again "how are you, how are u feeling, how is your day?" A pharmacopeia, the stranger in France
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Lyrics: tapestry
J Dilla - Heroin Joint
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salman of: walls, fish, novelist, and shirt.
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FBD at dinner, relatively speaking.
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finger painting. foggy glass caricature.
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Rap is the nity gritty of industry.
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The man of little substance. Salman Rushdie or a cartoonist for the new yorker.