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O My God she need a massage
cold as muther f'n ahmadinejad
back teeth gritting seething at the politicians
subjecting their own to hone raw dreams and wishes
im swimming with the fishes within some thick stuff
searching for riches seems to never be enough, taking no pitches
swinging for the fences I'm so relentless
never wreckless cus the hurdles are short like the right side
of the green monster watch out for the african monster
robert mugabe today I can say the things I need to say
your soul has paid, my soul has paid
why fade into oblivion like deion sanders
in the rearview my competition slippin
still tossin banana peels and if I keel over
jus borne again mental elf in a dripping forest
of magical four-leaf clovers
numerical rules and abstract logic
thoughts fast forward just to resolve it
fall asleep dream sit still and pause it
creating beautiful thoughts
in a clear thinking world I thought about dying
I've thunk about fear we think about freedom but
we still asleep drooling I think and I am an Descartes ain't
the man I dribble round rational thinkers like
Picasso/Iverson I rehearse like centers in the national
ba sidestepping 5o like starks past alonzo
steeping like green tea I meditate in ecstacy my soul
seeps into my body I parks the whip in smog snow
drive low to the ground screeching and scraping
cameras trained on me someone peeking and taping
nothin but lies leak out my digital pen offense before defense relax you're too tense