intro: i found some good in something i thought only could be bad i took a chance and figured out some things i shouldn't have i'm glad i waited on it i'm glad the feeling faded i'm glad i saw myself experience what's real and fake i always took the time, but never cared enough i never pulled alarms, was never scared enough i'm still a cynic but i finally see some sunny days and i'ma use em' til' my life is feeling major league
verse 1: bang- they're shootin' down my dreams been grippin' on this cup so much you'd think i'm sippin that lean but no, even though i was trippin' scrapin' up knees i got right back on that mic and let that pain do all that it needs cuz' i needed that, yellow light, red light, fuck yieldin' walkin' home with that wasted gift, slow homeruns cecil fielder i made it home with that latch key, dead bolts can't match me i'm usain with that who's sane like nascar my tracks meet i'm pro-tools on this cat walk, they're broken ankles and back talk fuck that i'm thaddeus stay young on the boards and the asphalt i make it thunder and bring the heat, don't make it rain, but i make em' leak you catch my drift as they wet their beak, and those birds are blessed with that need to freak ... ...and i hope it's me... ...so i puff my chest ... ...like an alpha male... ...in a beta test... ...i'm a peacock... i make that beat rock ....they reminisce and they see how smooth like pete rock
chorus: we lose our minds for a minute, get em' back then repeat fightin' off emotions cuz' we think they make us weak chemically imbalanced ain't a challenge it's a treat so i'm mixing up the medicine and chopping fucking beats i've been baling up the heyyyy, now i'm looking for a hoe not derogatory got some garden seeds to sow ...green thumbs so i'm rolling with some peta chicks soybean dreams get the vegans some more pita chips
verse 2: i'm with that two tone rep, off that tight 2 step i don't give a fuck your diagnoses process needs breadth myopic with your approach, bionic is how i broach every subject that needs touching, we're fucking the overcoats i am maniac mcgee, deep-- breaths is all need to get me back to square one take one, share three, who cares, live life, breath death share tunes cause the same short sighted ones are bout' to care soon they can pull upon our strings like a loom built for chaos but this cult is not a classic and they asking for a seance we are soft, we are hard, we are bound to the stars i look up in the sky i see a sea of different gods choose one, choose none, choose several different levels i am off my rocker knocking for blockers to stop geppetto dependent upon your station nations may treat you gracious i’m deckard but i'm infected for rachael i'll be a patient