Heiruspecs - Marching Orders lyrics

I march with my headphones on And keep a smile on my face like the first emotion while you're mowing Your lawn I'm flippin' poems that keep de la's eyes Blood shot and wide open til the break a dawn (a 1 2) Sometimes I've got to wonder if this body is mine All I do is write songs, stay on the grind When I was young I thought that I would be an astronaut But now I speak in riddles and the people clap a lot The rabid fox of rapping is back While your stuck like a fly on flypaper, can you handle that? I know you need to get your crew laced But step to me or Muad'dib and we will squeeze you like some toothpaste. You squeeze me like a teddy bear thanks for the hug Don't sound hardcore saying gimme the love You're pulling me out to the very end of my wits But I keep on holding tight like a vice grips, like this See, we march to the beats of a different funky drummer 'cause nobody Else can match the dance steps When the parade hits your face from the stage, quit your talking like You sat and drank a six pack of canned strep Let the learning curve mimic the surface pf the earth so you never Really know until you're under it Time's over, pencil down, this ain't no make-up exam Grab my trusty red pen and get to plundering, hungering Succinct with instincts extinct to your upbringing Stinging tongue slinging's f**ed up like upchuck flinging Dispatch potatomato mola**es hash at averageness Stand rigid with frigid digits to cast kelvin degree scale damages Damn vicious, isn't it Creeps into your bones, it's so cold Come stand with it Man, misses, or young scamp in tan britches To dance with this is to plant a madman's frantic, frivolous, Expanding, random, dancing images into your visual cortex for Enhancement and ammunition Peak preternatural precision Known to throw colorful globes that explode like Fantavision You should do your homework, You need to learn a lesson Just look inside my eyes and see what you can find I can help you find your worth, no need for second guessin' Just look inside my eyes and see what you can find Your moving too fast kid, you're losing your control Just look inside my eyes and see what you can find If you want to do it right, you have to bear your soul Just look inside my eyes and see what you can find We march like the intro to your pep rally Bring in the band, Watch 'em stand up scream and clap hands Our crowd stays up, it don't need a kick stand You couldn't fill the void if you was the gap band Sound like crap man, so I'll chill and wait a second No, I'll wait a first. Seconds yours its worse Curse me if you hate me but embrace me when I get down Your style is thrown together like a shantytown How does that sound? like garbage The newscast will tell the viewers just to turn away rather than face The carnage. Back to garbage if you talk trash here's the end result Make like orange juice, you get beaten to a pulp. I wonder if you can stomach this, lets get it cleared up I'll admit you've got a look but its a f**in' weird touch You should take up drinking cause your whole career s**s Winnie the Poo and Tigger both had beer guts. Guess what?