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