Go Sane

[Intro]

Yo, yo, yo

1,2,3, in the place to be

Having a P-A-R-T-Y

Check me out now

[Verse 1]

Whoever dare to follow

Eats humble pie with merde gelatto

Nowadays you can buy a Rothko at a Costco

News is entertainment even if its gloom and doom

Customers create by mixing up what they consume

Like a DJ

Lichtenstein picked a time to hang comic books on Broome and Broadway

Marketplace lies at the crossroads

Ads are better products cause they cost more than the show

After maximal fragmentation it's natural to converge

Church and state merch is hate, that's why they should never merge

I advocate for abstinence when it comes to cocaine

The brand is recognized by color scheme even with no name

In a crazy world it's difficult to go sane (Go Sane!)

Hurts no worse than the curse

Of habits that don't work

Or to burst on stage completely unrehearsed

These basement tapes are savin' grace from chasin' papes

Ass-fuck with brass knucks

If you pluck my last buck, pickpocket

I'll rip your balls from out your dicksocket

And combination lock your lips for shit talking

My rhymes stick around like a cold sore

How come Mead don't make unruled notebooks no more?

I don't like the Russell one

Cover the color of bubblegum

Plus the binding always comes undone

I'm so New York, I changed my number to 3-1-1

Try starvin' and you'll prefer eatin' by wide margin

MC Paul Barman presents a tempting fall bargain:

More knowledge in one song then the next man's whole album

Fluffers drool gladly

Suffer fools badly

It's hard to pardon a fool

Comin' fresh like shesh besh

That's the cardinal rule

Fake purist is an undertaker

Thinks he's an operator

My wife had to explain that if we were all innovators

Then the systems would stop and quit

But the system's a fallacy

Reality's duality, My theory of opposites

Biz Markie clowned around, was really in charge

Jay-Z comes Joe Schmo, google plex extra large

Clinton dodged questions but watch lies bounce past the gate

Whereas Bush spits opposites, shits smacks in your face

You swear you'll never bitch like your grandmom

But an opposite pole defines the plane that you stand on

So how to create an idenity you're proud of?

All those threats just beg for loud love

The hitman's a chump, the boss keeps the riches

Gunguy takes risks, first to sleep with the fishes

KERPLUNK!!!

Doublepump's only power for gutterpunks

It's harder to run the factory for Puffalumps

New kid on the block, Glock locked by Euclid

Hook it up

And if you don't know, Look it up---stupid