Cooley Savant - CHAPTER TWO: Bread lyrics

[Verse One] Hanging out the window of my laboratory's temple Earth was staring back at me: "What you tryna get into? You a god?" Well I don't know That sound kinda odd And if I take on his position scared He might take me tomorrow So, I'ma play my position, positioned between me arms Pumping this heart of carbon while fabricating these bars Cuts in this arm section dissect cesarean scars No longer s-suicidal but these wounds do stay ajar Open sesame farms Where cattle be extra large And that'll be all gravy and sopping up extra carbs And wash it down with some cable This cleansing won't be too long Swim in that small intestine a bit of Vitamin R Now the science say we could be wrong And doctors say to be (e)larmed And the government say, "We sorry just poisoned your chicken parm" Darn So is this why I can't stay focused Drugs and potions Hocus pocus And I just noticed they know I know this Better keep your girl sedated Better keep your man complacent Better pay your Sunday tithes And get your crucifix adjacent 'Mazing Graces graciously gracing these gracious faces Churches inside the projects They shootin' in Pastor's office Emcees be too dishonest Liar, liar New bananas-in-pajama-rhymers Caught on fire Rest in pieces Moments Silence And I'm certain Heaven know me well But they keep me far from Heaven's gate cause I do be cold as Hell Don't feel yall female rappers' simple verses scratch-and-smells I eat your crumby tapes and spit to show for show-and-tell I hear yall calling me but I speak and I cc no evil In my email But a genius plot an a master plan for cloning cells Bread This that water These them eggs inside your pot This that yeast inside your oven This that fire food for thought This was your Facebook request Though it's not seven-minute song But you repeat three times And it's four-hundred and twenty-five seconds long