Uh, pen paper, and a dream Sifting through green vapor and cream Long nights, no dreams Aspirations unseen but I feel it Flowing though me intravenously Many thoughts, coming together seamlessly Picking parts and attacking them strategically You couldnt see me with ya third eye open Hallucinagenocide tills ya minds blowing Drop a tab of acid, drink a fifth of plastic Bottled liquor then go play in the the traffic Dont ask me why Im alive man its magic And if I die, dont cry like its tragic Thats the way that life goes, and I know it Do I fear death? No, cuz I dont know it Know lifes a gift that gets regifted The mind s the same, but the bodys shifted Weve drifted, one way or the other The good, the evil, the twin brothers With different colors, for the irises Ones the firewall and ones the viruses Deep blues see through, green eyes tell the lies Browns stay grounded, red eyes fly high Been around the world, but Id do it twice Just to escape life like Im Erik Weisz Experience is the heart of existence Seek subsistence through the distance Away from home and know phenomena Set sail to lands unknown in a gondola A human Hanukkah, doing lots with a little Doctor Nocturnal watch clocks with his vigil Look hard enough see the brain of a sage Whose spacey stare sets flame to the page Wise beyond his years, check the name not the age Cuz this right here is millennias ahead of ya Fuck worlds apart, try galaxies or cosmos I bomb most families come together like osmos Sisters, brothers, babies, mothers Getting their shelters ready cuz this Steady eddy is ready to start the mayhem Yes maam, no sir! Nahhh, I couldnt give a damn But heres my manners, beavers couldnt build a damn Quite large enough for me to give a fuck So Id rather not get up in ya whatnot And whathaveyou up on ya avenue I care not, opposition fares not so well Against the NFL linebacker slash rapper Its the, mister, SW Then the suffix, its the, ING Mic check, to all MCs If you aint heard of me, you not yet worthy b This is Captain America, and Capn crunching all in ya area Yes, the flows venerial, diseased If you say please then Ill bury ya Dead, decrepit, disliked Its whoever ya, need I aim to please But shes here to pleasure ya Im hear to measure ya rap skills Says you raps ill, I say your failures
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