Ok, so listen up,
I am gonna be quaint,
I want everybody to burn tha instrumentals on this tape,
And re-cord verses over the -top uh them, sell 'em
and pretend that the royalties, are - yours to spend,
I'm of the opinion that it makes sense to steal,
Lie, cheat, hate, kill, and cause grief for the ill.
After all, isn't that what we all are good - at?
Human nature, my neighbor, came and told so,
You see? Fact.
But I, being the type to question asked,
"Why should all of us be expected to leave a dark past?"
- I Don't wanna be another stain on the canvas,
Bob Ross would be hacked at the blatant lack of progress.
I digress, I need some caffeine and a head rest.
- Busy bodies are busy being obnoxious,
So I'll sell out before even being discovered yet,
Cuz I'm sick tryna - compete against complacence and igorance.
1 for the money,
2 for the show,
3 for the sell outs who just want more
- 4 fuh the kid tryna keep it real,
Never let 'em take away that original feel,
I favor topics with crafty prose and dialogue,
The Wary Marksmen is good at choppin' up monologues,
So I'll waste a bar explaining how I'm cool and stuff,
But it's aight I've got another 12 bars to make it up,
12 bars to uppercut, scissors leavin' the paper cut,
Ouch! I didn't think, that would hurt so much,
Really, though, I'm starvin' for some lunch to munch,
Maybe a chicken sandwich or bowel full' uh honey bunch,
Gettin' mad and actin' like a first grader,
When introduced to irritable fiends wit' lightsabers.
Gotta get my mind right, my eyes been,
Just a little darker lately than solar eclipse light,
It doesn't bother me when people chuckin' Grade A,
Ground beef is wonderful any time uh the day,
Especially considering that I'm toppin with cheddar,
Like Old Smokey, a magical replacement uh the snowy weather,
