Thoughts

Always the last to know Every single rap like a massive poem Back at home, I put the master's on To hear Parker play on the saxophone On a classic song, ramble on a track, my style like a vagabond Uncool kid trying to tag a long, bad to the bone like a Shaggy Dog Rap a lot, chi so hot I put Kakarot in his catacomb But, I'm mad emotional, romance foreign tongues like I spoke Catalan I could prattle on for days, decades, eons camouflaged Learn a couple riffs by Lamb of God, how am I not the best since Samurai Jack Sit back at the promenade, drink to the dudes I could nominate, think of the flows I could dominate And check sonic states on a modern tape A Kamehameha kind of wave Fucked up things on my mind today People be like yo he's kinda gay With an Ahmadinejad kinda face Way shorter than I thought he'd be Can't afford to give him the time of day Fucked up things on my mind today I don't f*ck with you You don't f*ck with me We don't get along Let's just leave it that Always the last to call Sick with riffs, I could slash em all Play basketball, they never passed the ball But every tall tower has to fall Classical at Avalon Headphones, Deftones, Mastodon They spread secrets, tacit wrong Whisper, whisper, pass it on They watch bae like Hasslehoff They judge me, I cast it off I punk them like acid rock Castles, vassals, king but I ain't got No Mass appeal, Playing Mass effect I got the cape and a cowl, I'm a bat detective I don't make great deals, I'm a bad selector But I came this way, so I'm mad defective Wrote my thoughts down finally Soul on paper, signed away Tried to take my life or dreamed that I did, but is it really mine to take? Fucked up things on my mind today I don't f*ck with you You don't f*ck with me We don't get along Let's just leave it that I want to be you You want to be them They know who they are Let's just leave it at that Fucked up things on my mind today