Pocket full of pennies
Spend them all on a wish
Sophisticated ignorance belligerent for the bliss
We semi witted, uh
My semi split it, uh
I'm getting feti all these thoughts turn my brain to spaghetti
In come confetti, celebrating like we just won game 6
She look upsetting
But I'm betting that she stick to the shifts
I stick a serpent to her lips, rehearse the sermon like this
I pray to God, pray to God, pray to God, pray to God
Pray to God that the devil never enter temple
I was built with the metal
Realized that I was born special
Same time that I found out that they been holding me like Geppetto
Cut the string to the meadow
In come the roses like hello
We live to die, the suit and tie
Consume the youth when they fried
To scared of 9 to 5s instead we light the j and get high
Philosophize about the dreams we had before we arrived
Into the game that we see played already, oh what a life
Oh what a time
What a day
What a lie that they tried
To spit into the face of all the people right to they eyes
Good thing the third eye never blind
Step off the ledge and you fly
Or so they say
Til the ground bloody muddy okay
Fucking with the kid
Better come with the strap
Better come with grenades
Better come with a map
Under cover squid
Keep the ink on the stack
Bloody red as the dollars
That she keep on her lap
And she dance
Dance
Dance
Dance
Dance
Dance
Like the devil
In the pale Moon light
What a life in the ghetto
When you
Dance
Dance
Dance
Dance
Dance
Like the devil
In the pale Moon light
What a life in the ghetto
Cuz we not really scared to show guns
Doping off the feeling of no funds
We not really scared of no one
All I see a phonies
All Joseph Konies
I'm well enthused
Too sick of living in blues
Feeling grey from the goose
Been sipping praying for bread
This is Donald mixed with Daffy
This is all the shit my Papy never told me
Bout the bitches and the commas and the caddy's
All the dick riders, all the pick pockets who commit fires
I don't kick biased
I don't stick sides, I'm a slick virus I just prick minds with
All the slick thoughts that I rip off top I rip
Rip ribbit, get with it
Dead frogs admit it
All the bars going over your head
Still bounce with it
I'm in it, I never do this shit
I'm feeling infinite, like I dont give a shit about it
Everybody wanna run they mouth, as if they aint doubt it
Fucking with the kid
Better come with the strap
Better come with grenades
Better come with a map
Under cover squid
Keep the ink on the stack
Bloody red as the dollars
That she keep on her lap
And she dance
Dance
Dance
Dance
Dance
Dance
Like the devil
In the pale Moon light
What a life in the ghetto
When you
Dance
Dance
Dance
Dance
Dance
Like the devil
In the pale Moon light
What a life in the ghetto
