2003-11-11 - shabba
I am the outlaw of your flaw, if you please
I'm here to out thaw the cold gnaw of your freeze
and I wish that I could call this on the breeze
of the air pumping out from all of these
monstrosities
pipe organ trees
bowing the knees
expressed with ease
note harmonies
danced on the keys
tick'ling ivories
from middle Cs
extremities
affecting these
expectancies
"do as you please"
-lyricules (leer-rik'-u-leez)
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I'm the P Diddy of the global city
with Outkast out the ass -- it's a damn pity
I'm about to ask when the shoutin's passed
if the underground's sellin' out too fast
to the glam and glitty
to the nitty gritty
to the dollar store tittie
to the booty kitty
this sure ain't pretty
follow along with every other fool
kissin' ass ain't cool
you're such a tool
too uptight
you need a softer stool
this ain't right
you go on back to school
follow along with every other fool
swallow this wrong and you broke the first rule
I feel the bog inside you sucking you down low
the quicksand is the bridegroom of your ducking mortal show
the mortar shell -- say what the hell?!?!
I'll cut to the quick start -- the saving of your soul
till death do us part in the final earthy role
as you go deeper still in dark and you lose all your control
it's all about the fear and the process thereof
the reaper coming near and the goddess of love
some romantic notion we create with desire
a psycho tantric motion gravitating toward fire
and now you're goin' down with your pants caught on the wire
cuz the prince of your home town, namely me, will not expire,
I'm the cycle of your seasons and I'll always seek you out
flip your cookie (within reason) I'm your hallway, FreakYouOut
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