I take stock what do we got we got a mind and a heart I got a line molded by my mind heart's where the vibe starts flows ebbin' in 'n' out read me like a tide chart I got that sound from the Puget call it Tye Art like every week I need to earn myself a shoutout and after that I take a zen moment before I bow out unless I had a cup of joe over the hill at Bauhaus in that case, to the dog-eat-dog world I'm sayin' "bow wow" 'cuz we can either trade words and end it in a kowtow or chief a blunt, pass it to the left and have a powwow and either way I need to say that matter doesn't matter much in fact not much matters, but what matters matters much that's the lesson for when I have had enough because when you add it up money makes you mad as fuck in fact you're outta luck when the duckets in your bucket whirlpool to nuthin' on the brink of sayin' "fuck it" I'm an Eminem influenced kid like you yea, I been thru some shit like you but a beat like this just wanna steal its sweet, white kiss hip hop is the genius and I'm its nice mood an Eminem influenced kid like you yea, I been thru some shit like you but a beat like this just wanna steal its sheet white kiss hip hop is the genius... my inner fears interfere like a signal try to shoot the right thing might need Spike Lee's pistol but I admit, not every line's a crystal I'm not a prophet, 'cuz it's not possibly simple I'm not a soldier and, no, I'm not a victim don't have the truth and I dunno where to get some just so used to flowin' within the system take what I like, make a list of its wisdom not a lot that I got that I don't need never leave a plate green 'cuz I won't eat stay sanguine, never leave ya hangin' this is what they're gonna tell you when they know me there's never a rhyme flyin' by that I won't think don't even blink at the sight of a bright nose ring try to integrate it in my life like most things all feathers in the flap of the crow's wing I'm an Eminem influenced kid like you yea, I been thru some shit like you but a beat like this just wanna steal its sweet, white kiss hip hop is the genius and I'm its nice mood

yea, dollar dollar bill y’all

 nothin’ wrong with money, man just don’t have enough
 really, you can call my bluff, I just need it tough
 I’d help my community get the stuff they need 
It’s not greed if agreed that our nature’s greed the city operates on quixotic fables
 forget the four elements that’ve saved us 
 it’s periodic table, so here we are disabled 
 a hard rock gettin’ beat harder by paper 
believe that all the paper takes our agency
 always intones a moment and a note of vacancy
 and at the very worst complacency
 without a dollar can’t even begin to face the street? 
(there’s always more to make) 
I see us hurriedly struggle to squeeze the currency
 from thin air, I’ve been there
 this ain’t a new emergency
 but, I sit outta bars dark ‘cuz I fear that
 the buzz is the Federal Reserve owns the beer tap
 yea, strip the system down to its bare thong
 and you can still see cash where it don’t belong 
and they say, ‘without a buck…
 how will she know her worth? 
I’m sayin’ take a second or we’re going nowhere first
 apropos, I propose that love as well will spin this earth 
and if you’ve felt it too, you’d trade a fortune’s worth 
no baby every paid a lady for his mother’s milk
 but money’s crazy, always pays to have another killed 
so we rebel and print counterfeit
 thinkin’ we can counter it
 but cheatin’ at the game won’t balance it so, 
if you too refuse that the price is right
 then grab a president and grab a light, aight? 
nothin’ wrong with money, man, just don’t have enough 
really, you can call my bluff, I just need it tough 
I’d help my community get the stuff they need 
it’s not greed if agreed that our nature’s greed
 the city operates on quixotic fables 
forget the four elements that’ve saved us 
it’s periodic table, so here we are disabled 
 a hard rock gettin’ beat harder by paper

 wanna overthrow the system, then rip it up
 if you can hear this and you don’t act 
you don’t give a fuck
 tryna get a buck, without a bit of luck
 and if it ain’t stolen, we still gotta give it up
 when we seein’ desert-built towers with the showers cold
 power’s takin’ over devourin’ when we’re hours old 
add cash to make a coward…to flower out of mold
 it's true, that we’re grindin’ up our future makin’ powder gold 
yea, and we’re under duress
 cannot relax our backs with taxes and the gap is 
like a ship and shore, between the rich and poor 
like the rich have the fish the poor wish for more
 Jesus said the earth is inherited by the meek
 but the prophecy that I often speak 
is our velocity is just a mirage, and since there isn’t a god
 we need to grab our president and start pissin’ him off 
so check the picture, mister’s 
livin’ in an oval office
 turn a politician inside out, Christopher Wallace 
best lyrics I’m hearin’ but still kissin’ his wallet 
still missin’ the meaning of real, principled progress 
I buy an iPod touch, then keep in touch without feelin’ that much
 next items please, it’s my white T’s and Nikes
 that’s how we end up in the street starin’ at our feet
 fill my psyche with prices, I might be free
 except my left pocket chain shinin’ brightly 
I see them wanna be beautiful everyday like Keira Knightley 
you're already beautiful, shine at lightspeed 
from the hippie…to hip hop, the game’s shifting 
to take the message of the sixties that makin’ money’s risky 
 and hate gets a quick beat to 
makin’ money quickly
 hatred and envy pave the way for good spending 
nothin’ wrong with money, man, just don’t have enough 
really, you can call my bluff, I just need it tough 
I’d help my community get the stuff they need
 it’s not greed if agreed that our nature’s greed
 the city operates on quixotic fables
 forget the four elements that’ve saved us 
it’s periodic table, so here we are disabled 
 a hard rock gettin’ beat harder by paper 

if love’s enough for us then why do we buy merchandise? 
if love is not yet regulated, name your purchase price 
like cash rules everything around, we can’t reverse the tide
 I hate to say it but we haven’t yet diversified 
if people know it to be true that money’s worthless
 why buy their shit if we all know that it ain’t worth it
 we grow in perpetuity but only plan this circus 
as far as market vision’s omnipotent universe is 
dap dippi dap dap dippi dap dap 
when we gonna learn where the fuck we at
? like
 dap dippi dap dap dippi dap dap yea
 vote with your dollar and I’m votin’ out cash 
dap dippi dap dap dippi dap dap
 this is for the shackles that we haven't yet cracked! dap dippi dap dap dippi dap dap yea
 vote with your dollar and I’m votin’ out cash

camera, action, life: light and vibration in relation to each other made another particle called life! it fights…to maintain equilibrium like the evil in a nun when the day turns night Big Bang! It rang! bass, the first sound. my basis in space is that I’m earthbound so why waste a day before the hearse rounds the place where they’re gonna take your curtains down I’m certain now that we sprang from the snaredrum exhaled in an airgun fashion, air was fashioned drummer gave us eardrums (dum dum!) put the mouth right near them pathways, opened up and the wheel of the universe then spoke and began a homespun rope a big joke, and we laugh at the crystal clear reality that we’re here, then we disappear I, incredibly, find levity in brevity my soul serenity: ‘aum, but let it be’ as a specimen of men far from zen yes, I contend against the pretense hence: we’re the only ones not singin’ to the music soundscape of our lives ripped, uprooted what? how could we do this? such a belief useless, peerin’ in the mirror with…out poppin’ our hubris listen to the heartbeat, art be maieutic and art is the nature of the human being used, kid no end in sight and all the stars shine bright it’s like heaven is a high hat see the drummer hit the supernova just like that my life groovy like a Best Of album outlook lookin’ like I’ll outlast outcomes after all, after I’ve said and done it keeps pace, never end on a sudden dawn what, pal, so you think when you’re done and gone that the rope ends when you’re done tuggin’ on? no end in sight and all the stars shine bright it’s like heaven is a high hat love and hate don’t exist, only shades of kindness only home we’ve known is timeless…lineless yea, and those in the ring who attempt to box it up clock it, lock it up and outfox it? Mindless a debate not prevalent: are the reticent relevant? treat the issue like an elephant listen to the little people yell, “yo, let us in!” but he who words the past, rarely beneficent a simple man will never even get credited ‘cuz history is embedded in what we read it in you bet it is, like did the editors pen it in? modern medicine, the lessons of Thomas Edison whole chapters dedicated to denizens dead white men in a tome turned tenement tomb to a resident is text to a president no beef, chief, just a whole lotta venison but the beat don’t stop when your heartrate drop even when ya’ get shot by a first-rate cop and the drummer don’t watch how the dancers hop per diem, he keeps the BPM hot! and some of us wine, I don’t like this guy we learn wrong and right but even righteous die and we don’t like loose ends so we fight this ‘why’ meanwhile, I hear the drummer strike the sky

FIRE!! will not start without permission from the air my rhymes won't stop without the beat's "beware" I’m either gonna end up within the state pen or Penn state/depends upon my sensei and what my friends say investigate my mental state, either gimme crack rock or rock crab either way I rap hard I'm that hot like “not bad” a leader and a mass star now do you need a hot pad? ‘cuz I ain't broken, just leavin' like cast off to ocean it's blast off ferocious you're facts off like bogus and I know that nerve I can touch with a flourish, ma’am dame, damsel, dutchess just…hush and I’ll nourish don’t play it safe…locked up, showin’ no courage if you wanna raise the ruckus then you gotta race the clock on the other hand homies getting’ shot lonely on the block
gossshhhh

I pulled the fork out of my tongue so I could tune it yea, so I could tune it, just a student makin’ music 
I never plan to subject you to anything but truth spit only the blues, kid
‘cuz if we don’t douse on the flames like a house in the plains, it’s goin’ up! guess what? optimum pain
and if we don’t count on each other whenever we needin’ aid we goin’ down! left off, lost in the rain 
see, the other day my brother tried to make a cess deal turned into a cess steal in a car at Qwest field probably not the best deal, anyway he turned heal when the pistol almost made him miss his next meal shit’s real when the steel’s cocked at your head even if you’re not stopped dead you're seein' coffins feelin’ choked in this gooseneck life full of loose ends tryna make ends meet, no time for new friends what do I (what do I) possibly choose next? one more flew over the cuckoo’s nest I’m feelin’ nuts and released a little bit ahead of time folks expected me to make sense with what I said in rhyme but at the moment the most of what I express is for my own jest only if you’re feelin’ lonely are you truly homeless tryin’ to give my lovin’ to another? oh yes…'cuz I know that it ain’t hopeless

I pulled the fork out of my tongue so I could tune it yea, so I could tune it, (I’m) just a student makin’ music
I never plan to subject you to anything but truth spit, only the blues, kid 
‘cuz if we don’t douse on the flames like a house in the plains it’s goin’ up! guess what? optimum pain
and if we don’t count on each other whenever we needin’ aid, we goin’ down! left off, lost in the rain 
reach out your hand now, reach out your hand now
someone farther down the ladder needs your hand now
so reach your hand down, keep reachin’ that hand out
everyone in the vicinity can be given infinity
now reach your hand out, there’s love to be found out
someone farther down the ladder needs your hand now
so reach your hand out, homie give a hand out
someone farther down the ladder needs your hand now

the voice speaks, “Now pull yourself together, Raymond”
 he wakes up, his face half hidden beneath the duvet 
it’s been three weeks of rainin’, he grabs his toupe 
 he’s feelin’ two-faced today, which is in fact the same in- 
sane headspace as always his crawlspace is full
‘cuz his whole house is empty he can’t tolerate anything blockin’ his entry 
there’s too much to consider as it is, and to be rash is tempting
 his diary is blank, or so he’d say; it’s complicated 
every thought he has, twice it’s contemplated
 and everything he’s ever loved has also been hated
 but, for him, this is balance, he ain’t jaded
 he can’t play favorites because to focus in on the flame is to forsake all of the shadows that it cast…ain’t it?
 livin’ life on the scrimmage line, he’s ambidextrous 
double-handed tackles life breathless
 (now) choose your weapon, Raymond, quiver or quill and as the pen makes the bullet breaks and playin' with our words and actions, the deal is always high stakes so weigh in and play for those mile high cakes for those mile high cakes, choose a weapon everyday what's you reppin' when you steppin' in, whatchu reckonin'? is it tea or Tanqueray? is it blue pill or rouge? your pupils…they quiver, now watch whatchu choose ding! toast! he spreads even the Nutella (aaaand)…heads out hella…late to meet a fella
 (aaaand) grabs an umbrella as the door slams shut
 shoulders saggin’ where an angel and a devil headbutt 
but, before the scene sets, a little background
 ‘cuz Raymond is related to the grey in all of us 
a mental schism so deep, you track the crack down
 so far back that…you couldn’t even call it us
 he gives new meaning to what it means to be average 
a civilized man and a reptile savage

 he smokes a little weed, but he’s always on schedule
 he treat the women right, but he’s prone to watchin’ porno
 writes love letters, they’re regrettably illegible
 dreamin’ of killing folks moreso
 Woodstock! Warsaw! playin’ in the course of one thought 
tick tock, rise and fall…like sun clock

 so see your breath as a choice 
the inhale of what’s real and exhale of what’s stale
 will unveil your voice
don’t get attached to the noise 
‘cuz the bad passion comes after the joys
 flip the coin and rejoice 

(now) choose your weapon, Raymond, quiver or quill and as the pen makes the bullet breaks and playin' with our words and actions, the deal is always high stakes so weigh in and play for those mile high cakes for those mile high cakes, choose a weapon everyday what's you reppin' when you steppin' in, whatchu reckonin'? is it tea or Tanqueray? is it blue pill or rouge? your pupils…they quiver, now watch whatchu choose (RRRRAh!) walk through the plaza, mister by the Mazda
 windshield wipers wet like dry pasta 
they pause a moment solemn raymond pays his cab then dashes through the columns 
and past the vapor mask a guard escorts him through the court’s dim quickly 
the crowd shuffles in, and the judge isn’t busy
 the case’s history spans about fifty 
cemetery full so the town got thrifty a killer slick with a knife twenty body bags with left arms and six full of right but the suspect brings doubt to eyes, no matter an air of justice presides, sick men must die but, Raymond wonders if it’s fair 
the evidence is scarce, only reason they’re in session is the Mayor got scared the raids satisfied another scheme in a plot he wouldn’t share now the gavel’s in the air raymond considers his options: should he condemn a man to death 
who may never have killed after he lost it? or to acquit, and that’s it. And risk another body bag, at best a standoff with hostage? and with a plea of not guilty both dogged attorneys turn and begin the legalese eleven angry votes are cast, now Raymond’s last he sits still as a quill, but he quivers at the task (now) choose your weapon, Raymond, quiver or quill and as the pen makes the bullet breaks and playin' with our words and actions, the deal is always high stakes so weigh in and play for those mile high cakes for those mile high cakes, choose a weapon everyday what's you reppin' when you steppin' in, whatchu reckonin'? is it tea or Tanqueray? is it blue pill or rouge? your pupils…they quiver, now watch whatchu choose

peace conversator is playin' hot potato I'm the rap culminator got the force like Vader I know, you listen in for that one-clap thunder you wonder, like, should i bother waiting for lightning? by this time your next crime just might be asking if white men can jump on the right beat should he be hotter if he's got a degree and can he spit hard if he hasn't lived hard like me? well he ain't mainstream, that's the truth how's he gonna capture youth if he can't master the booth in fact, where did I hear about a fool like this? he makes away with my minutes, but no moonlight kiss I know, you want some results a summer somersault layered flows like when two guys piss right about now I might be givin' your poor head a sore "please coax it" ask for more metaphor want me to beat it? then tell me when the pulse occur it's hammertime when I hit the damn dulcimer if I wanna crackhead, that's what the sledge is for you callin' bullshit? go, bring in the matador point is that I'm hear in the ring in your ear so babble on, but be clear my perception is an engine with a camera all is created and experienced in tandem now do you get it when I lay it out simply? chaos, the order of the day comes random and every loss is just a loss of perception don't wait for gray hair, take the great lessons and as the gloss on the page of a magazine I'm sellin' quickly to the notion that we're crashing buzz kill? sorry, probably not talking 'bout you just mocking it all now I'll walk away way back when, I thought I had a thought a day but it was either the same one or it got away you know, I know what I am they know, we know what I am so let's have it, here I am what I am you know, I know what I am they know, we know what I am so let's have it, here I am we stand an ill tree, like a lone madrona an Ahab aiming at the whale containing Jonah that's when a thrust in the guts is a homicide hurting another is in fact fratricide sipped water is the grief of the soon to be tearful sip long, but sip careful either it all is or all isn't a miracle and if we shut the fuck up, we'll even earn an earful and that's a lot to take, I know you're thinkin' it sometimes it needs more than one take to sink in escape for the weekend, lay in a creek bed then come back and try not to get pissed off the deep end I'm here to validate your everyday thoughts the sicks ones, the right ones, the big and every night ones it's not like we need to confess or get caught 'cuz everybody dreams, everybody bleeds like one wish I was born in the streets so I could have a little credibility when I disregard their teachings not every single creek, but the mainstream you see how happy money makes you when you need it? and when you don't, you kinda forget you don't, kid the game of life can become a record broken so yea I'm hopin' your needle's in motion but it's on a compass so you're knowin' where you're goin' you know, I know what I am they know, we know what I am so let's have it, here I am what I am you know, I know what I am they know, we know what I am so let's have it, here I am

I gotta stay defined I gotta stay Dfind now everybody knows that you work for the bread but past that, you sit back 'til dead then everybody knows about the scene corruption Palestine sufferin', politics bluffin' and I see it clearly and people like me are noticin' our power sayin' "government, fear me!" see it as it is realism, kids if the signs fib anyway, be illiterate and we a little bit nuts but no more than the gerbils in the office shucks I say we set a mousetrap play the role of the housecat Dfind gettin' out that evidence so prevalent not 'cuz I said it is, stop poppin' sedatives take action, not that Paxil hate makes cash, but the facts still speak the way it should be, only listeners teach like stop that Death Panel shit every week illusion breeds confusion, leaves us stupid, useless stooges listen up, kids, see the real way it is red elephants in bed with the biz yea listen up, kids, see the real way it is red elephants in bed with the biz see us cynics get it 'cuz we be realistic we're usin' coal like lipstick is this, too much to handle get this our status quo is business our mirror is our hitlist put solar power on wishlist if we fail to do our dishes this is suicide unassisted our world is what's inside our head projected, trust in life again but this time make it right I said yea, this time make it right what, we lost our nerve now paralyzed? this what we deserve self-terrorized? naw, we gotta pull the plug cut the power it's not about the Jordan's we're affordin' our feet must march to the beat that we refuse to see if we're gonna keep walkin' at all then we gotta let the planet start walkin' it off otherwise we're gonna get knocked off bring a paradigm to a cliff and knock it off got addicted, we cannot get off on our way to the rehab, it's eleven o'clock yea we talk, but it's all we do chit chat, get gas to the mall we move take a deep breath, like CO2 'cuz we heatin' up fast like miso soup and I try to keep it right for you but you gotta get it right for you, not spiteful and it's your rightful places too, without an eye full of rifle so we work for the bread, no butter try to get a cut of cheese, but it's hopeless mother can't believe we evolved into a gutter orderin' takeaway, how can I break away? our world is what's inside our head projected, trust in life again but this time make it right I said yea, this time make it right

hahaha don't worry I won't say I'm back I've been here the whole time just doin' my grind on that conscious tip and since I don't believe we should take our thoughts to the grave I propose we make a trade here's mine it's disappointing when you know what you knew back then was more than the higher ups thought you knew back then they expected somebody average I'm a maverick, no high pay put me with the elephants I'm a mammoth, no ice age like why'd you lower the bar? I'll call it limbo and bend so low, you'll say I rose to the challenge aromatic to the status of curfew my perfume, girls so erratic that they could hurt you my form enables me to see the shape of possibility an intricate infinity within a trilogy yea, first lesson now matter doesn't matter much second line, in fact not much matters third lesson now, but what matters matters much you either answer the question or balance your checkbook 'cuz this is life, here's your checkup on the road to wisdom you can't mess up how about the moment? it's about now don't ask your whys or hows it's about now how about the moment? it's about now don't ask your whys or hows see my prayer is a rhyme and the rhyme's what I got and the beat don't stop 'til my heart rate drop should be cap 'n' trade instead we're dinin' Cap 'n' Crunch thugs still bustin' caps, they hot like capsicum oil cap leak again, yea I had a hunch BP=Big Problem let's punch! right thru the punchlines they deserve more than one slap or the dunce cap I'm surprised how we fetishize with the end so we smoke a pack of cigs like apocalypse men but when space is expansive and time is a state of mind I don't wait for second chances the universe has included me for now my puny verses will enhance the melody, then vanish so for today, like, can you understand this? when the wind blows, it can mean what we let it that we have the tools and we don't need a blacksmith we can be silent on our deathbeds already said it how about the moment? it's about now don't ask your whys or hows it's about now how about the moment? it's about now don't ask your whys or hows see my prayer is a rhyme and the rhyme's what I got and the beat don't stop 'til my heart rate drop I don't pretend that I'm here for the long run I don't pretend that I'll last like the tree bark or the tree bark last like the last stone stone to the sand and the sand to the rebar all life regrows like the arm of a seastar we try to see stars on our VCR HDTV makes me greedy that ATM makes it easy but a smile's a freebee and I ain't gonna tease you here's one you deserve for your breathing 'cuz you're a star in freefall you are gonna make an impact when you land so hard and yes I know when you know this, it's tough when you notice the fluff is a cloud it's enough to break your focus so you say it out loud "the end is close, it's gonna make me love now" now NOW how about the moment? it's about now don't ask your whys or hows it's about now how about the moment? it's about now don't ask your whys or hows see my prayer is a rhyme and the rhyme's what I got and the beat don't stop 'til my heart rate drop yea, so I hope your home's in the moment life gets a little fast now...don't it? so we try to keep a-head of the tide fill our time with screens, but our attention divides and in fact what we're doin' is screwin' the little bit that we get there's no pie in the sky so nod your head to the beat as it hits and that's as neat as it gets what, can't manage it? then why even try

if you were deciduous misplacing your clothing for a season your bare sinews exposed I would gaze upon your willow frame and question your sweet weeping

off in tomorrow–land they livin’ the high life champagne wishes got them witness to a false goddess
 they missin’ visions of conditions in which we rhyme our lifelines
 busted beer bottles tucked away with the sawdust
 I spat a lot of what the be likes be like in my time
 a couple or bunch of murders a week and those high crimes 
I wish rooms of Rumi workin’ verses were our sightlines
 ‘cuz this is what he says to be like
 In generosity and helping others be like a river 
In compassion and grace he said to be like the sun, In concealing others’ faults be like night In anger and fury be like the dead In modesty and humility be like the earth In tolerance be like the sea Involuntarily I can’t stop bein’ me
 so what do we want from the top
 cream’s cut, like it’s coffee?
 naw brother, make another dream
 sip, enjoy the bean
 listen in as they listenin’ on the other end got us hooked on the caffeinated and in another sense our brethren rollin’ dice to get out and leave another friend
 peace man, three thousand square feet, owned without a lease and no money leash, yea! I’m runnin’ free
 won’t that be nice, it’s life without a crisis
 this guy better prepare for some more surprises 

I think it’s dawning
 we’re understanding this longing 
is a man-made fixture
 mixed to cause wanting 
It’s kind of a quandary 
us with no boundaries 
we belong to our belongings, confounding 
X2 


and yet I wonder late, how much can thunder shake 
yea, you got a pocket with a wallet but no wonder date
 so what’s the plunder, do you understand your mother’s name?
 do you feel death’s shadow on your back like a hunter’s take
 we’re swervin’ crooked, all dervishes on our destiny
 I’m not gonna let their celebrity dreams pressure me
 “make the money and spend it” ain’t gonna manifest for me
 you only have desire if it’s taught, so just rest in peace 
like can I buy a little happy 
and religion 
what’s the recipe?
 and without belief in god how do I ever wish to bless the beat so specially? 
I’m questioning where the energy’s spent within our century
 our days are filled choiceless, led by the voiceless
 who in turn are led by the boys drivin’ the Royces 
I think it’s poignant 
what we consider aesthetics 
the message is: what’s simple isn’t pretty, it’s ascetic
 but herein lays the ethic to disturb our human methods
 there’s no question: we’re lying in our guillotine we built to be beheaded
 and yeah, I said it 
because I love you and I’d hate to undo all of this beauty we have rented

 I think it’s dawning 
we’re understanding this longing 
is a man-made fixture
 mixed to cause wanting
It’s kind of a quandary
 us with no boundaries
 we belong to our belongings, confounding
 X2

 so I take one step to accept what’s left and I base my breath on a promise I’ve kept
 so my footprint’s depth reflects that of my soul
 my next mode of control is learnin’ to let go 
X2

I'm drippin' drops of gasoline my practice is seen among the fiends as an act in a dream I choose a thrill and chew a pill eschew the bill yo I pass you in a tunnel like thru a hill I'm movin' still Honolulu's ill, but you know the deal can't board a plane when your Honda sports a broken wheel I feel the base of human race is in my paces savin' up my pesos while I'm tryin' to make the queso but I'm faced with the probability, my disposition finds me missin' the fixin' from my kitchen it's a trial life, a bit like witnessin' a hit 'n' run listen son, make a hit before you wish you'd written one and fittin' fun in is a bit like kissin' guns keep it dangerous, reality and leisure mix in one I'm gettin' done like old careers our like spoken fears chewin' on a bone in the yard with my broken peers like I told you dear, when we were lyin' close I'll be the fertilizer to your Mayan rose I'm findin' hope, I'm blind I'm broke the roller coaster coastline sways ha! like a windin' rope in days aways away raise amazing questions when I'm complainin', entertainin' in the session but it's difficult to maintain a direction part time student, full time lesson seekin' truth in, every message livin' proof up 'til my deathbed time out now the ref is impressin' yea, uh, the ref is impressin' 'cuz I'm callin' you out for fallin for doubt "so you believe that the sky is fallin'?" Chicken Little shouts it's only human kind movin' in a new incline though it be suicide, who could lead a wounded kind? it's kinda grand livin' in an age of risk a lot of laughs even with this rude awareness and their miss is our miss too who's scare this is all the truth? because we care, there's just not much proof we value money 'cuz we're broke and we're token youth and as I notice you who too is feelin' splendid this is how we chill from the moment 'til the end of it