Time - Welcome to Fantastic lyrics
Welcome to fantastic land of the miracle Home of the black carnation and neon green marigold Welcome to fantastic land of the miracle Home of the pink pit bull and chain link steering wheel Ain't no rappers like me man Cause there ain't no rapper like me man X2 I go by Time im either your favorite rapper or you don't like me Either way there's people standing in line (justa) waiting to bite So I escaped to this place called fantastic Where everybody has a lover and a mattress This album fell into my head, driving through the mountains Listening to Jay-Z with my lady You could hate me, my music gets jacked either way So shows is the only time people pay me I've been smiling ever since I dropped the anchor I dropped the gossip, I dropped the hate and the anger Hey mom I got a new album And I promise it'll have a better outcome Cuz now my attitude's nothing but positive I got inflated lungs with rocky mountain oxygen In this place there's no hoochies, only women The fish can fly and the pigeons are swimming The drinking fountains got green tea Magenta scenery, where your dreams are free Plus there's no nuns or shriners trying to be mean to me Paradise is what this seems to be Throw your ego off the cliff and leave it be This is fantastic, its raining earthworms the soil's pushing up babies And all the children are sneezing daisies I was born in the 80's ill be rapping till im 80 Fantastic is crazy, there's no if's but's or maybe's Just good food, music, and literate ladies Christopher walkens wearing mascara And instead of cucumbers over his eyes He's got 2 pennies Make-up lipstick steve buscemi x infinity Welcome to fantastic land of the miracle Home of the black carnation and neon green marigold Welcome to fantastic land of the miracle Home of the pink pit bull and chain link steering wheel Ain't no rappers like me man Cause there ain't no rapper like me man I see 3 little rappers trying to hitchhike Thinking they're big tikes, trying to pick fights And everytime they battle they try to win it with a fist fight They saying they rip mics, and don't like what chris writes But everything that chris writes is what the kids bite Never mind the negative fantastic don't have it Only 7 gla**es a day, no procrastination and good habits Theres no cuss words here, just gosh darns and gee gollies Just sal dali and a superhero named molly Its my soph*more album so I guess I got to say it Guess who's back, with an over used line thats wack It's time with a noisy cricket that goes BLAP!!!!! It used to be tumbleweeds now its plastic sacks It used to be old skool now its fantastic raps Put an emcee in front of me I swear ill murder him Especially if hes just your favorite Cause no ones ever heard of him But there's no such thing as d**h This world's a dream each lifetime's a breath I wanna meet bobby dylan, tom waits and all the greats I'm not gonna lie, I wanna be richer then my mom I wanna quit my job, I want your girlfriend to know my songs Fantastics my escape Theres no ego, or guilt just plenty of forgiveness Theres no radical Christians atheists or jehovas witness Christopher walkens wearing eye shadow He's stacking his Benjamin's As far as money he's got plenty Make-up lipstick steve buscemi x infinity Welcome to fantastic land of the miracle Home of the black carnation and neon green marigold Welcome to fantastic land of the miracle Home of the pink pit bull and chain link steering wheel Ain't no rappers like me man Cause there ain't no rapper like me man