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Disorganization, forging nations of papers predestinating superhero capers
Light sabers my neighbors consist of
Mint cookies bent books keys three tennis balls
Peanut butter a Japanese chicken clock and when it falls
On eight thirty I'm hurting it's early and my hair is dirty
Teeth as if beneath a highlighter, just not pearly
Peeling armhairs harm their relation to the band-aid
The mucas formation is man made

Cowboys in a spaceship
The crowd noise is wasted
Women take pics so they can seem naked
Guys tell jokes so they can see ‘em naked
Church ladies vote what they perceive sacred
Proposition hatred
Phosphorous in riverbeds
Billion dollars spilled to fill esophagus with cigarettes

There is blood in the river

How could you wear that
Don't you even care that
Aren't you aware that
Someone may be scared that
You might belong to
Don't know if you're going to

(No known beat that can keep me lonely)

(Combat to get you to bomb back)

i know how to rip a mike different
i grip it like so
tight like a kryptonite with a bike pole
sparks from my lips ignite liquid nitro

The water level’s rising
The water level’s rising
Everyone alive sing
Who will turn the tide
Bring about land grabs
Sand bags bring’em out
It’s hard to yell with the Atlantic in your mouth

That was as far as the tide came in
I remember the starfish and the wails of the sirens then
We replaced the tridents, embraced Poseidon
Discovered ourselves living on an island

We flow like water 'cross the lost city
Chalk prophecies and washed off graffiti
In continents, trade off for payoff

echo echo one-nine
hear the call through fault lines
smoke signals, old rhymes
shorted lights in store signs
spelled in a broken code
find that it is time to
breath, build, bend, and refine you
we sky tenants

Today you don't have to be a solder

Stand down
It's okay to be as you were again

Is it a scheme?
Is it a vision?
Is it a dream?

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

Look at me Look at me

Я умею ездить на велосипеде без рук,
Без рук,
Без рук...

Я умею ездить на велосипеде без рук,
Без рук,
Без рук...

Imagine me and you

I do but I'm thinking too much and I'm studying how they

toss the dice

it had to be simpler back in the day when our folks were

If I

If I hadn’t been a quiet introspective kid
If I hadn’t been a nerd wouldn’t have met with him
If we hadn’t observed we be the best of friends
That preferred the spoken word to the toke and binge
If momma hadn’t died when I was young
Would me and sis have been so tight from jump

MAYDAY!!!!
Born in the flood
Bloody fingerpaint sets
Blackmarketed fresh
Water canons forget me not
Epitaph airbrush with death
White t's
Wife beaters

I see you sit and swallow pain
For all of those who will not speak
You raise your voice, you fill the stage
Your eyes are wide, you know the weakness
That you've felt is not just yours
So many more, you're not alone
The songs you sing are not your own
You fill the room with something real

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In my mind I hold the passion panacea for the poison
My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore sin
Flees from leaking wounds like rate from sinking ships
As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips
No I never asked for nothing and that's just what I got

[Verse 1: Jonny 5]
I can’t get my computer to boot cancel everything
There’s an active shooter on a new campus everyday
What’s that hafta do with me, my movement would never take
Anybody’s life
What I hafta do to prove it to you? Whatever, say:
We are not alike
We are not alike

[Verse 1]
Somewhere between prayer and revolution
Between Jesus and Huey P. Newton
That's where you find Jonny 5 shoot shootin
Water guns at the audience while ya scootin'
Your gluteous max due to the fact that I'm tootin'
On the horn gonna warn you that I'm rootin'
For the other team in the culture wars

Imagine me and you, I do
I think about you day and night
It's only right
Ta think about the girl you love,
and hold her tight.
So happy together

If I should call you up

We believed in love when love wasn't an option
She wanted to give birth
I wanted adoption
After days and days of conversation
We decided to go with fertilization
Then came baby showers and Lamaze classes
2AM phonecalls 1 Minute contractions
But then they whisked me away like Brigadoon

It is the F-L-O-B-O-T-S
What did you expect?
You wanted us to move you right to left
Live and direct

Butterfly wing flap whole thing change
One look two different book same page
Front on the range but the beat is contage

There's a war going on for your mind
Media mavens mount surgical strikes from trapper keeper collages and online magazine racks
Cover girl cutouts throw up pop-up ads
Infecting victims with silicone shrapnel
Worldwide passenger pigeons deploy paratroopers
Now it's raining pornography
Lovers take shelter
Post-production debutantes pursue you in nascar chariots

"We Are Winning"

[Speaking Part:]
Rival gangsters sit down to plan an after school program.
A religious fanatic posts footage of an interfaith service project.
A group of teenage boys watches a video of a father playing catch with his son.
An adult film star paints thumbnail portraits of elderly couples fully clothed an smiling.
A record executive records a demo of his apology.

We request to negotiate
We come to you unarmed
We desire to communicate
You cannot do us harm

They want sacrifice
They hatch schemes and ask me to follow their path to the afterlife