I feel as usual Pharmaceuticals, glue stick to me at Bonnaroo But I don't if I'm in Tennessee, Chicago, or Houston In the trying to seek solitude Shallow but such a dude I even swallow solid food Alcoholic too, I'm on lean like the Tower of Pisa Top it off I'm on so fuck all of you are violet, mollies are blue Lost in a of confusion Its all an It's the shrooms I'm on 'Cause I think I started 'Cause I just thought I heard Jay Electronica and Odd Future's new shit And all I can do is follow the And end up Paula Abdul at Lollapalooza Fillin' water balloons with polish remover Just to pop 'em and in fumes I feel uptight I gotta get After I polishing off this bottle of booze I got a solution like orange juice so I'm not as diluted Cause all this delusion got me shit Excusez-moi but coochie that passed You see her ass? make her my main squeeze But juicier ass, it in a juicer It's mouth waterin' too so I walked up to it like I'm Wanna try to meet my standards? Introduce ya Oh I'm a misogynist too but I'm not a But my is rubbin' off on the youth A chronic abuser, not user of marijuana I mean assault that I use to smoke all of you losers Got a bazooka, a shotgun, a ruger, a Glock, and a And a too, I'm not in the mood so I say I'm bringing the TEC out I'm not coming to repair your fuckin' electronic God, I'm gonna I'm so gone off the I think I a loofah I'm tore up, demolished, a fuckin' stone Oliver Like I Medusa in the eyeball to seduce her The thoughts I produce are tunes The box of latex gloves and the socks and the shoes To replace up Veronica's boobs And uhh, stubs that were stuffed in the glove box In a blue Honda with condoms were clues The girl was not the one suitable for or
Right for me, change me, rearrange my head to be Just for you and me, don't laugh, please listen Don't laugh, listen
I'd give in to the pressure Collapse and perhaps Relapsing that that's a bunch of crap In the clutch, I'm the Crunch of rap And I'm sick of humble, that's enough of that Fuck that shit, cut the Like its a reaction That's why I'm trapped in this shoving match 'Cause push coming to that I can keep getting my ass kicked, I'm back Like a sarcastic crumpled of shit, still mad Disgruntled had some struggles But that passionate hunger's The juggling act And the way I flip my tongue on the It's like acrobatics But in Last time I tried to off a dramatic stunt as drastic I fuckin' crashed my After I the duffel bag to my back And the massive punchin' bag in it An elastic strap, proper plaster, a thumb tack And a piece of plastic bubble spastic and fuckin' snapped Jumped and splashed in a of battery acid back, recovered, back flipped And landed on a tumble mat And for my last trick, lunge on back On a NASA shuttle flap, fuckin' the rudder in half Chuckled and laughed, buttaled my last And just him to come crash And I grab my Go-Go-Gadget inflatable gigantic mattress And construction hat Rubbed my magic tat Fell off splat, get up from that Face taped to a waste basket Throw up then gas, collapse And more likely than finding someone that's
Right for me, change me, rearrange my head to be right for you and me, don't laugh, please listen Don't laugh, listen
Couple of of Jäger intoxication, dis-fuckin'-combobulation Flooded thoughts of anger I was away I know probably some of you got to thinkin' "You're top ten ain't cha?" cause you fuckers are talkin' crazy And stop interrupting you're not up in the conversation Whether punchin' a clock or famous Underground, pop, or nameless, whatever job is I came to with your occupation thinkin' just cause you came in with scrubs And you the scalpel and sponge The oxygen tank and the suction and shot the surgeon in the operating room Once you swapped your name with him Smuggled in Ronald Dug him up Fagen juggling waffles baking Fuckin' McDonalds egg and cheese sausage bagel They flung it the table Then it and knock it shake it and got in the way then disrupted my concentration I said it and lost my patience Since they all woke up sedation Ain't of you Doctor Dre So then what it got you thinkin' You can with this operation Aftermath, still hip-hop amazing I'm still pluggin' No for an assumption confirmation I'm up for the long I'm just for something to walk away with Some pocket change and a little Though I'll probably be jumpin' across the Till I'm Madonna's age and in an awkward place in my life But I shit you not I'm fucked up with constipation That day will come before I upon some lady that's
for me, will change me, rearrange my head to be Just for you and me, don't laugh, please listen Don't laugh, please