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Today I did nothin. Sat home puffin/
Today I saw news about today's lotto. (Really HM..)
Raffles-winnings and something about genies
Fucked with bottles/ Scenic rides through a genies' bowels.
Yo, We can wrap her up in Whodini's towel.
See me? I growl. GRR
Today was a good day! In both English and Ebonix
I rented Friday today, laughed at dingy pijamas.
Examined some dead bugs, counting. (Around Lunch)
Today was all about finding a girl or a hoe or a somthn...
This is a perfect today! I found all types of
perverted ill shit to say!
It's like I'm breakin off all thoughts, like CLAY...
ANDREW DICE!
Some people go: "Oh, that's NICE"
Don't touch my tape!
It's colder than some "ice ice"
whatever, baby.
Spice Girls? I'd fuck like three of them gladly,
but that shit don't matter today, it's ANTI-matter day,
so if you hear the verse? You'd think TODAY was recorded Saturday.
Why? Cause, sometimes, then, the vision doubles.
TODAY SUCKS! Like pornostars with precision goggles.
I can't find TODAY in the news! Today, all my channels are confused.
I was born and dead, somewhere in between, I managed to bruise a few skins.
The best orgasm is when life begins. (LISTEN!)
The rest of the time, we're just BORED and GRIM.
...So I say unpredictable.
youneedtothinkhardbeforedoingtheUNthinka­ble.
IM A MADMAN IM ALWAYS LISTENING TO NOTHING IN PARTICULAR.
Irregular thoughts in my morning cereal.
Letterblocks, HONEY NUT CHEERIOS, "Evidence of life in Atlantis" Theories,
moods of Aquarius, Pisces and Saggitarius.
I recieve my baseball scores through a separate radio.
Don't you know anything about TODAY at all?
Cmon FALL. DONT YOU? DONT YOU KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT TODAY AT ALL?
Dont you? DONT YOU KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT TODAY? AT ALL? yo cmon, fall.
Dont you know anything? Anything at all? About ANYTHING?

Aight, lemme tell you bout life.

Life is better than the smell of roses.
Coffee? Starbucks or Foldiers?
Life is less urgent than my flow is. (SORRY)
Life is nothing like monopoly where you win if you have more property.
It's more like the first time you nut properly, the first time the girl
rides on top of you.
Life is like getting sucked off, sloppily/
another words, my life is FUCKIN me.
Self-explainatory why it's hard to wanna stop, when
sometimes corrupted thoughts slap you like hot nipples, floppin.
I keep both hands below the waste to provide shade for dickriders. I don't know about bad taste, but...I got some SICK appetizers, serious catering! I'll lift the top half of the Earth so you can put a REAL Equator in.
I want the one with a nameplate! Diamond-studded, GLITTERIFFIC toilet so I can aim straight!
Recliner for the back-plate, hey, I'mma sick fucko.
I whip babies into shape with a thick buckle. (SIT DOWN!)
But life makes you see that...and chuckle.
See, I was one in a million BEFORE I was born, TRICK!
Cheap sawed-off slingshots and a quart of newborn milk.
I carry your shitty attitude on a long stick just to show the world what Im dealing with.
Hey...
(AFFLACK.) Don't you know anything about today? At all? AHHH...nothing. Understand my function.

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