DPA (As Seen On T.V.)

[Intro] We rolled a spliff(?) in the back of the metropolis But now the drum patterns get crunk [Bobbito] Microphone check, all city motherfuckers New York, New York Whoowee [Vast Aire] I tried to tell 'em, it's that Co Flow shit, one two, yo [Hook: El-P & Vast Aire] Drug pattern awareness Yeah man, New York got it You God damn right Yeah man, Japan got it Drug pattern awareness Yeah man, the Bay got it You God damn right Yeah man, LA got it You say drug pattern awareness Chicago, Ohio, Boston, Philly You God damn right Australia, Cuba, Detroit, Minneapolis Welcome to my drum kicks fresh for the remainder of the night [Verse 1: El-P] I'm feeling shallow as a baby pool with two holes in it Sold second-hand branded by the most serious simile injury This style is heart of darkness parallel-parked next To awkward infamy, the holy mountainous ounces pounce Skullduggery the blind merchant, picked by the distilled fluid monks Of crushing disgust habits, to rust fabric, combined with a murky lurker I touch sadness, badder than Rabin's deaths tragic (And if you lose?) How can I lose? I'm from the dog house of blues Lemonhead (sour thoughts) that's cost crews to re-examine lost moves Unplug me, everybody loves my dusty I have an acquaintance named faith, she's deranged but very trusting I have a friend named Len, PMX and hitting switches Not quite afraid of death as I am, see he was raised with religion Look at the dead head mechanism Amongst the cobble stones God feels alone alongside my tag (E-L dash) Burn yours for reasoning but not reaching me And as a man I have to believe That the damage I've inflicted on myself is a vehicle for teaching Demented eagle with the black talons float Balance, until I found your happy thought And dropped out of the sky like Richie Valenz Sounds simple, but death is complex and un-gentle Like "Little Johnny From the Hospital" smoking dust in a hovercraft rental... I think his lazy eye is still upset by that Biggie tragedy The little guy might burn emotion and set a hot flame to the whole tapestry (But when that happens)I'ma windmill on this bitch with superrappin' The same pill that makes you big enough to fit snug up in the cabinet You can't comprehend? Whatever man, you can't stand in the gravity Kids get punched in the neck, because life started with atoms apple acting dastardly [Scratches: Mr. Len] D-D-D-D-DPA...D-DPA...D-D...DPA...D-D-DPA... [Verse 2: El-P] Brain rape trained by the burners of books Call this Emerson, Lake and Palmer, Def Jux Beautiful krylon stains frame the urbanite pain cave Steady hold the cuttinist, mic percussive gluttonist Organisms of your make, replicate by the 1600's And inspire population control ordinances, on every coordinate of the mother What wobbly conscience contested the acid breast-fed lepers CF? Anonymity is a computer screen and a losing team fighting mc's In their mother's living room naked Producto plus Ghost, ghostprose unfrozen don't fake shit From earth the dirty gas rock, back to the asphalt American the past time (celebrity the jack-off) I get my swerve on like a narcoleptic race car driver On the autobahn in monsoon season Lord of the fly shit design of Tesla and Einstein reason Four fifty-six on the ground, time for treason You on a see-saw with a heathen , who counts prime numbers while he's sleepin' My I-don't-give-a-fucks multiply by a perpetual exponent Professional stunt cock addicted to the melatonin tablets And other various herbal placebos So lets watch a snowy screen and hold our eyelids back with needles (til we scream), Three times and blow the building to the shingles You're jingleing baby, pick up the single, we're all dead, let's mingle Pull up your little squirrel nut zipper and acquiesce to get with Hoppy Who'll call an ugly baby breathtaking and ride away on a tsunami 'Till the lobbyists are dead from dirty dancing And jagged little pilferers eat a hot pocket of cocaine for the nightlife I brought a tetherball full of nitroglycerine to the local knife fight Thanks for listening to the glistening but mangled mind That's blown like "A Wind in the Door" by Madeline L'Engle Or Siamese twins trying to fit into a kayak but got strangled I say a nation that murks deservers to cuddle up to its criminals So we can cock our arms back and throw that hail Mary dusty digital revolt Or rock that polo vest with forty one magnets And see if it metastasize when cornered by the dragnet Some think they are crafty as a fox but leave their artists pockets inanimate But I don't hang with hypocrites so I just split on some man shit [Scratches: Mr. Len] D-D-D-D-D-D-D-PA...D-D-DPA...D...D...DPA... D-D-DPA...DPA...D-D-D-DPA..D-D...D-D-D-D-P-D-P-A [Hook: El-P & Vast Aire] You savor drug pattern awareness Yeah man, DC got it You God damn right San Diego got it Drug pattern awareness Yeah, Vermont got it You God damn right Yeah man, Canada got it You savor drug pattern awareness Virginia, New Zealand, Italy, England, Amsterdam, France Utah, Ireland, Scotland, Miami, Connecticut Denmark, yeah, they all got it Drug pattern awareness Man, New Jerse got it You God damn right You know Africa got it Drug pattern awareness St. Louis, Atlanta, Maine Welcome to my drum kicks fresh for the remainder of the Day