Ghostrider, Whips & Chains, Shit's Insane...

[Mr. J]

Just a short fuse lit for your amusement...
hilarious, living vicariously through my pain..
my movement..has you feeling like you do it
like you did it...I stand high, blessed Obi-Wan
these aren't the clones you're looking for...
so be one...begone and may the day carry you
may they bury you a lonely one, slaveholder
shot in the back for the payola, lost in my ways..hold up
give me everything you have there little soldier
moving global...axis spinning with my pole based on top
sure...I have a fuckin' problem like they call him Aesop Rock
lord pray y'all stop...
shrug off the sanity, leave you dead here...brush off the vanity
delusional off the flow...got these sailors crushin' on manatees
rush in the amber lamps, amber alert your bastard ass
cuz behind these bars you could be the star..fish, Patrick ass...
if y'all hit off the blunt don't pass it back..
put the gloves away, wash the hands
leave no trace when the martians land...
UFO, act like you didn't know
original...pass it off like give and go...
12 ho's on the bench I just pick and roll....