08/08/04 This is 1 of the 4 samples that I put together for the Stay Crazy Demo, but it never made the final cut.
The illest music you'll ever hear.
Lyrics
I treat life like a game of poker, one card at a time
An evil joker leading a group of people that’s blind
Into a pit withholding sharpened stakes located below
That’s bound to penetrate every limb from their head to their toe
You’ll never know my identity I work for a secret service
Equipped with weapons that would be making the Men In Black nervous
I’m swerving in my BMW like James Bond
Patrol units, helicopters and tanks, I’m taking them on
All day I led them on a chase from night till dawn
Till my car finally ran out of gas and rolled onto a lawn
The cops approached the vehicle like it was strapped with a bomb
Astounded when they finally opened the door and I was gone
I’m a shadow a magician and a machine
If you’ve ever been in my kitchen you know what I mean
I’ve got the spleen of every emcee that I’ve eaten
And severed heads developing gangrene, that I’ve beaten
I keep their feet and their arms and the torso’s too
But it’s too explicit to tell you what with them I really do
If you’re curious use your imagination and catch a clue
You’ve heard of Dahmer, don’t act like this is something new
I bid you adieu you faggots ain’t even in my class
You lack alliteration, similes, metaphors and an ass-
Onance, perspective, I assault with reflective
Lyrics so when you spit you get blocked rejected
My brain hectic like it was hooked on speed and cocaine
I said fuck the money, and the more I rap, fuck the fame
It’s all the same; radio play is so insane,
Half the people that we hear can’t even flow with game
I glow with blame, because I’m white and writing some rhymes
I don’t know if you’ve noticed bitch, but it’s time to get with the times
Everybody’s spitting, red, yellow, brown, purple and green
But I’m actually see through so I’m unseen on the scene
