[Intro] Smatterwitchu? Smatter [Verse 1] Gather round people From my distant world Across Etowah County I reach Into your zone Excuse me for cuttin in line I am awful sorry for intruding on your space But I feel I am rather blessed in this issue Which you happen to be involved with Love is only relevant if you understand the target Any questions? [Hook] Im on my own, Im a single man Looking for a heart that I can understand Im looking for my love [Verse 2] Well, love is a prism Two lights thrown, and um Receivin its hard to comprehend the human rhythms Ya know? Well I guess its kinda like our satellites One floats around until the signal reaches a receiver One floats around until the love reaches a believer Get it? [Hook] I never really found out how hard it might be Everybody before me couldnt answer me So Im still looking for my love [Break] Its kinda like drawing sticks But if you gamble with this, dont gamble counterfeit, come real [HookContinued] Im on my own, Im a single man Looking for a heart that I can understand Im looking for my love Im looking for my love Looking for my love [Verse 3] Catfish Billy, and I hail from the bottom I treat music like fat people treat shoes when theyre joggin Make souls bounce off the concrete Give people a new reason to believe in these poetic zombies I dont support the dead unless theyre grateful Soul food is a metaphor, Yelar says, Get you a plate full A lot of rappers are servin birds Theyre trippin I give you a CD, you eat free Thats a real whole chicken Dont be so God damn easily impressed In 93 you had to rap, what the fuck ever happened to that? They pick up the game, and cant drop one the net KP said it was a pickup game, just be properly dressed Ha Its like they heard the joke and took him serious though And a bunch of people pulled up hungry with a blinged out cereal bowl But ya cant get Corn Flakes if your music is born fake So, Cheerio chap, heres some Lucky Charms, good luck Fuck Now that there was unnecessary But when youve got words like these, then a word like fuck it just gets buried Unlike them who meet fuck and go get married Have a bunch of fucking babies, before the fucking wedding The MC to be didnt go to dress rehearsal Now you back in a pickup game, Fucc Boi, in a fucking commercial Now hold the catfish again I swam 8 miles on the bottom of Lake Michigan To reel me into the mainstream made em nervous So I rolled to the motherfucking kick drums under the surface Youre sobbin under water yall And I leak so much ink I leave Mead books waterlogged I know some want my art to pause Cause I play with rap music like driftwood in an otters paw Now thats some country shit to say bro Not as country as working construction and doing a show in the same clothes Yellow, they know, they know Im on top of this kindergarten shit building fine art outta PlayDoh Tell me have you even in your longlegged life seen an alien catfish? Have you even been slapped by a one eyed one horned purple people eater? Well back the water like a beaver Then let it go like Noah Better learn to swim without floaties Better learn to live without quotas Got a carryon bag from the outer limits Travelin a billion miles a minute Light speed on the mic I become a livin alien in the Alabama sun, sun...sunshine [Outro] Come see me again Or shall I come, see you Ill come visit With my buddy, Scraggly Yknow, any ol time Catfish Billy Lookin for my love Cant seem to find it My love for Wack shit that is Cant find no love for it Cant find no love for it And Im back at it again!
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