Freestyle

Look at me Look at me Look at me Got a new tube of glue to stick the floor to your knees Got the tall-walkers all lining up to say, "Please." Got the water at my neck and the world at my feet And some tags for the toes that I stepped on to reach This uncomfortable seat that I stand on to speak Cough it up to the beat Talk's cheap - rap isn't That's me and that's him, and I'm whichever one's winning Pack Leader's back dripping unsolicited opinions Living on the condition that you're drinking what I'm pissing Time honored tradition of the booing and the hissing Here we do it different: No talking or blinking No chalking, no thinking, no screaming the ship is sinking They're walking, we're sitting And fighting to die indifferent Like it and mind your business Or hate it and don't tell anyone And win yourself the privilege Of shaking next to the petty crumbs Back to the wall, nose to the other one Tight spot, at least you'll never get in front of him Nice shot, but these are better ones So duck and run, fuck your fun Raining on every parade is sucking thumbs Get your gun, baby, and we'll find out what that noise is Stand up on the coffin and the box to put your toys in That's the 1 in 2 chance you picked the poison The most you'll ever be to your heroes is annoying