Mr. Swing - Pen, Paper, and a Dream lyrics

Uh, pen paper, and a dream Sifting through green vapor and cream Long nights, no dreams Aspirations unseen but I feel it Flowing though me intravenously Many thoughts, coming together seamlessly Picking parts and attacking them strategically You couldn't see me with ya third eye open Hallucina-genocide tills ya mind's blowing Drop a tab of acid, drink a fifth of plastic Bottled liquor then go play in the the traffic Don't ask me why I'm alive man its magic And if I die, don't cry like its tragic Thats the way that life goes, and I know it Do I fear d**h? No, cuz I don't know it Know life's a gift that gets re-gifted The mind 's the same, but the body's shifted We've drifted, one way or the other The good, the evil, the twin brothers With different colors, for the irises One's the firewall and one's the viruses Deep blues see through, green eyes tell the lies Browns stay grounded, red eyes fly high Been around the world, but I'd do it twice Just to escape life like I'm Erik Weisz Experience is the heart of existence Seek subsistence through the distance Away from home and know phenomena Set sail to lands unknown in a gondola A human Hanukkah, doing lots with a little Doctor Nocturnal watch clocks with his vigil Look hard enough see the brain of a sage Whose spacey stare sets flame to the page Wise beyond his years, check the name not the age Cuz this right here is millennia's ahead of ya f** worlds apart, try galaxies or cosmos I bomb most families come together like osmos- Sisters, brothers, babies, mothers Getting their shelters ready cuz this Steady eddy is ready to start the mayhem Yes ma'am, no sir! Nahhh, I couldn't give a damn But heres my manners, beavers couldn't build a damn Quite large enough for me to give a f** So I'd rather not get up in ya what-not And what-have-you up on ya avenue I care not, opposition fares not so well Against the N-F-L linebacker slash rapper Its the, mister, S-W Then the suffix, its the, I-N-G Mic check, to all MC's If you ain't heard of me, you not yet worthy b This is Captain America, and Cap'n crunching all in ya area Yes, the flows venerial, diseased If you say please then I'll bury ya Dead, decrepit, disliked Its whoever ya, need I aim to please But she's here to pleasure ya I'm hear to measure ya rap sk**s Says you raps ill, I say your failures