Im pushing camels through a needles eye, show me past the curtain and I swear to Semper Fi.
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“Saint Anthony”
I’ll spit to you some insult and wrap it up with flattery, pig in a blanket process so you can misconstrue the two. I hate you, then I love you boo, you decide which one is true.
Crooked smile, twist your point of view, haven’t met a Betty with a wall that I couldn’t break through
Feeble piggys rushing making bacon out their belly trying to stack those bricks
But this ain’t fairy tales you shooting water guns at a San Francisco 19 0 6
Problem is my particulars for the two of us are hinged upon what’s true, if you’re not adequate to the fitting of this glass shoe, then what is left but residue of picking shades of the same color blue.
Oh, to choose between a mannequin and a
Plain Jane harlequin
one that makes me chuckle
but the other fills a cardigan
Oh, the battle in my gray matter’s mad hatter,
I can feel it start to start again
I should do the move that’s been pursued by so much smarter men,
But I do different
time and time and time and time again. (Time and time again)
Sex, drugs, hip hop, how am I supposed to find my Zen
(Find my Zen)
Juxtaposition In the lotus position?
Can’t be the mission if your mind and your body are the main opposition
Act of contrition imma sentence my intelligence to gentlemen Jack and
A pack of Marlboros, growing tired of this frostbite
Eskimo kissing grind stones.
Ruins lay in wake with every ill advised liaison
you can find bones.
Replicas of letdowns---
With the uniqueness of clones.
Anthony, Saint Anthony
Tell me what’s the algorithm; black light through a prism
School me with your catechism books, your catechism looks,
Can’t say that I never tried to try,
I’m pushing camels through a needles eye
Just show me past the curtain and I swear to Semper Fi
