Alibi

Sound of the season Shout it out loud, don't account for pretense Doubt is out now, you're allowed to pretend Found a new mountain, a stouter defense Foulin out, a sacrifice Satisfying alibi Tantalizing to abide But ain't as nice as advertised A satellite to bad advice that sounded right Knowin a showing of hands'll erode any notion we chose in advance Growin a toll that'll only enhance if you're holdin to hope that you're rollin a chance Splittin a tab at last with a million pans Hilt out to a head in the sand, man Damn "thems" back at it again With a mask and a pen Outlastin your friends Martyrs fendin off obsolescence Deep waters testin our comprehension I got the lesson, my thoughts are weapons No longer caught in my convalescence Rose at last While comatose, the whole squad is shown growin older fast Lost in the sauce & gotcha watchin options gone from got to lost to bolder hands Critics agree, all he needed was the feedback Pleading the fifth hit sees me into rehab Bring back the erratic attitude Factor in a few added attributes Half the battle won showin up Most times, opposing side smoke and dust If your fire's eruptin, don't hold your punches Though I think I need a bit more to function Knee deep but know that he's up to something Seek interruption - reintroduction CV deleted, restring the puppet Defeat the demons, be home for supper I'll take it down I'll make it count I'll take you down I'll take it I'll take it I'll take you