3rd Verse-

I be that K-9 sittin at a different feast,
They say it's dog eat dog,
But we know where the master sleeps,
Keep it greasy, loose cheap and easy,
i used to be that lazy lucid dreamer
loosisin sleep beside the T.V. Set,
Rackin' up debt,
Full of panic and stress,
I was a manic depressive mess,
2 steps to the left of the trap door
with the one way black hole access
YES but now it's back in the lab with
a ravenous packet of pens,
YES, the boom-bap abusin lunatic
bastard is at it again,
from the crack of the bat, past the grass
and over the back of the fence,
smackin' your dad,
20 oz basketball to the back of the head,
yes I'm makin' moves, can't stand still,
cat can't eat what a cat can't kill,
just a hit and run rookie with no clout
I round the bases, tip my hat,
wave to the crowd and then I'm out.

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I walk a ten percent tightrope with a tower of cups and make about a hundred bucks before an hour is up,
Keepin fat pockets off tips when I can make em,
and I take the rest out in ice cream and free bacon,
Picture me adjacent to a table takin orders from impatient patrons like,
sorry to keep you waitin,
but I just can't take one more "Bring me that mustard kid"
This is Custers last stand lunch rush no busser,
Plus a hundred hungry customers bitchin about thier chicken dinners,
got me dizzy spinnin, checkin tickets in the kitchen and does anyone know where the FUCK justin is?
Yeah, he's hittin whippits in the walk-in fridge,
so it's back to the tables,
Can I refill your water?
Spill it on your dinner while I'm starin at your daughter?
anything you need just hollar sir,
I'd love to run myself ragged for your dollar Sir.

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Is this real?
Or is it a joke?
a double exposed photograph of a replica, held up with some rope?
a hoax.
does it float as it appears?
or is it merely an illusion,
produced by smoke and mirrors?
Whatever sounds dope to your ears,
whatever it means to you,
whatever you have to see to see you through.
But between me and you,
me and Height gotta jet,
it appears the world just aint ready yet.

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86 the verbal circle-jerk im searchin earth for purpose,
superficial words are worthless,
only surf the surface,
only serve their purses,
purchase equals worship,
witness thirsty sepent verse submerge into the dirt,
scince birth this wordsmith, turbulant times,
understandably nervous,
tryn' ta find the circuits behind a bio-mechanical circus,
cuz see the animals are nice,
but the ringleader is terrible,
I'm that feed a quarter fortune teller speakin' parables,
Like once there was a boy who chased the sun and couldn't find it,
If he'd have just stopped runnin' he'd have
seen it comin up behind him.
If the puzzle seems unsolvable,
sometimes shits impossible,
sometimes life's not logical man,
sometimes goals are obstacles,
Sometimes records start to skip,
earth goes dark in a mars eclipse,
you try to hit your mark, but your target slips,
too much bullshit and you start to trip...

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