WRITE WEEK #4

[timeless]

Let's pretend...
On the road due west again, this time we brought extra men.
Last trip we lost grips of selfless minds turned menacing.
My own sentencing was irrelevant, let's focus on the now.
Six lines blown before noon, soon we'll be floating joe canal's.
Fireball on the list, honey jack, bud plat'... You get the jist.
Then we'll hit the road by two, recap, subtract, who's cess is this?
Back to the mission at hand, time to put on my criminal glance.
Cynical hands behind the wheel heading towards miserable lands.
Mythical plans for anarchy, everlasting bliss. Peace.
Jay in the passenger seat, rapping, packing his heat,
aim check out the window. We crashed in back of this jeep.
Mac was the fiend in the back scratching 'til he chaps up and bleeds.
Hopped out with his weapon, gunned down the driver and laughs as we leave.
Arrived back to the pad and I seen my bed and snapped out of my dream.
I awoke to a wooden ship that left my home in two to sink.
No room to blink, when you're up, you're down. Who am I to think?
I'm just a fucking polar bear.