(Hook)
There's a light in my vision where the cities always lie
I tried to stay sober but the city got me high
(1st Verse):
It feels like I got a burnt fuse
From always making herculean jerk moves
In the end I'll say whatever to irk fools
So pour vous the life and times of an earth dude
Giving a blurred view, a million-yard stare
A giving of raw wisdom I share for you all here
Like Cousin It
My subtle flips of mumble pitch is ugliness
Son will squint at the sun with slits for eyes
Wise he wants to blink
As if the wants and gigs of modern pigs
Is all but rigged
They make a cloud of haunting riches
Flowing from their fronts of business
Lock down the system
Fix a cost and keep it pimpin'
When they get locked out
Give 'em a key to sing in
Until they get back on their feet
And reap the teat of elite
The only difference is
I don't see a difference
It's all big stickers on Fidel and Hitler
Both fall, we all get our last dinner
(Hook)
... Cities always lie
Tried to stay sober but the city got me high
(Verse 2)
Add it up like a summer, no excuse for sad sinners
Springing out of the dark
It was a hell of a winter
Pasta shells for dinner
With steak, eggs, and liquor
Making sure they get all the senses
Like a heavy listener
Heavy hitter, Fred McGriff about to wreck the Richter
Steady hymns, vetting whims
Getting intellectually richer
This is just me, no up front fee
It's done free
I want these to not only freeze in time
But accompany
Me to the afterlife or whatever comes for me
Suddenly a wandering fleet
Of drumming beats come in the scene
(Hook)