The Keys

[Intro]

Some nights when i get bored, I like to go out to bars and play the piano

Take some shots of whiskey, smoke a cigarette, and fuckin' rock the house

[Verse 1: Madchild]

OK,  Spidey sense is tingling, I'm intense with mingling

World's a crazy circus but we're brothers like the wringlings

Chew these rappers up and spit 'em out like gum from Wrigley's

Sorta like a hoarder but I'm shorter than a pigmy

Just cause I'm from Canada don't mean I live in igloos

Soon as I'm allowed back in the states I will be big news

I'm getting old but still in line, like it was last call

I'm getting colder with these lines and I got glass balls

Seems like being a pussy is in style, and wearing flouresent

I'm a dwarf more aggressive with a warped message

Walking through a cavern with a torch lit

Rather be an underground rapper then full of horse shit

I chop these rappers up and eat 'em like slaw salad

This is raw talent, still a little off balance

I am cold as ice spitting vocal poltergeist

Listen to the words I'm saying close, I'm giving bold advice

[Chorus: Bret "Epic" Mazur]

You really don't know what it means. When I hand you the keys

You overlooking like it's overhead

It's sure to bring you down on your knees, take it when we give it, Cause we gunnin' like we Boba Fett

Real I've always been, real I'll always be

So real in fact my haters even respect me

You really don't know what it means when I hand you the keys

When I hand you the keys

[Verse 2: Shifty Shellshock]

I'm crazy c-crazy crazy ,this jacket can't restrain me

Insane in the brain they label me when i was just a baby

Playing with chains, skulls and spikes

The chain go on the bike, the bikes going with me and

We can go if you like

Masked with the hoodies in the hood, he taking goodies door to door like a girl scout

Daily panicking, a mannequin, they say the dark brought him

Born on the floor but they call it rock bottom

Got to keep it real to know that

What about some sanity and my dealers sold that

Is anybody listening, I fought a whole war

No army, no enlisting, and I'm back no visiting

Rap so cinnamon, too soft and they spit it whack, no penmanship, 4000 degrees, and I'm in it to my knees 'cause I'm so shifty please

[Chorus: Bret "Epic" Mazur]

You really don't know what it means. When I hand you the keys

You overlooking like it's overhead

It's sure to bring you down on your knees, take it when we give it, Cause we gunnin' like we Boba Fett

Real I've always been, real I'll always be

So real in fact my haters even respect me

You really don't know what it means when I hand you the keys

When I hand you the keys

[Verse 3: Bret "Epic" Mazur]

Chaotic, psychotic, you want it i got it

I'm a peddler deadlier a style of malaria fuck competitors

Tales of H.G. Wells, my time machine will stay ahead of ya

And I been there, I did that platinum plaque stacks etc.,

My past is the beginning of your beginning and the beginning of all that is

And has been, since the twilight of the dawn, I'm not kidding

I was mad work in the lab, I can show you how to do this

Epic work epic when but imma Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis

Clueless for you to diss, I'll strangle you until your blueish

So much juggling, struggling that Imma get it done

Only thing I do better is be a father to my son

And I can battle on, babble on, until we end up in Babylon

Notes to notebook, I hold the keys touch a grammar tongue

Notes your hopes up I bought the seas that I walk upon

And when everything is feeling shaky, it's that 808

Heh heh I rip the head off, fuck that dumb shit Imma demonstrate

[Chorus: Bret "Epic" Mazur]

You really don't know what it means. When I hand you the keys

You overlooking like it's overhead

It's sure to bring you down on your knees, take it when we give it, Cause we gunnin' like we Boba Fett

Real I've always been, real I'll always be

So real in fact my haters even respect me

You really don't know what it means when I hand you the keys

When I hand you the keys