Para One - Amateur Juggling lyrics

Now (Hold that) (And that) (And that) (And that) (And that) (Gimmie that back) Now, Now, Now, Now, Now… I don't think they ready for a decent metaphor To desynch metamorphous into a prehistoric beast (Here catch) With Abelisaurus teeth at least three enormous feet in (Think Fast) Breach diameter (Recap) Beast-in Like a Manticore half man Centaur fish-formed featured (Hold that) Split horned creature (Throw it back) Featured in a vintage theater with no screens or (Hold that) Seats for shows that don't keep dope acts booked (Let me get that) Or on tap (Again) Or on staff (Once more) Or on deck (Look) Catalogs scare me as of late Cause songs should vary But cats don't innovate So rats go in the gate And smash on your cheese like it's Tom and Jerry Pre 1958 Yeah, that's dope Yeah, that's tight Yeah, that's fly Yeah, that's hyph Yeah, that's crunk Yeah, that's right But, can you juggle with no hands? Can you juggle with no hands? Let me tell it to you awfully thug I'll melt your ego down into a liquid Then sip it through a coffee mug Ice cold winter time Or Eyes Closed Semi-visored On my toes ‘Til I'm gold Like Kimmie Meissner Your crew's full of b**hes Like a lesbian hideaway I'll disregard your lyrics Like pedestrian right of way You fire I lit it Sparked it and spit it Set the roof on fire To fight fire with it Show's over Blowed's closed Or blowed and blown over It's dry logic Wet it It's a live socket Got b**hes in nylon teddies In line and ready To tie my shoe When it's tied already Blaze'em Now my name's on her yacht Where's the L.A. Underground Ew, it's everywhere Catch you outside of Pottery Barn And do you bodily harm But, can you juggle with no hands?