Sunset and sunrise are my own personal light show Flipping switches, moving from basin bottoms to plateaus The Earth manipulates itself beneath me
I stand still. Stagnate. Can't kill this lagged state
Life manipulates itself around me, but I'm dead still Upright but dead still

Word is still born. I will not stoop to the level of the stoop that y'all chill on
If the building's boarded up and the children of the corner Liquor Store don't want to kick it no more. Because holes have filled the walls, sneakers are scuffed, and toes have become sore
I saw y'all walk from the hood of tough luck
If these walls could talk they wouldn't shut the fuck up
Jump in your pickup truck, drive from the mountain range
Cash the chips in on your shoulder, cut your losses, die young and count the change
How strange. You think these clouds look lovely?
Smoke signals manipulate themselves above me
No symbols are below me enough to overlook
I know you read my every move, I wrote the book
Mind not the blemishes that are on my premise. Endlessness is my "to be continued..."
Notice the nervousness in my footnotes when being interviewed
Shaking uncontrollably. "How you doing?" "Not bad...how about you?"
Brought it right back to me like, "What you been up to?"
I don't talk to freaks. I even ignore my neighbors who live down the stairs
I walk the streets. And they don't know that I'm famous in 2000 years
So I say shit loud in their ears and I spit a wretched verse in their face
Disrespecting their personal space
In a split second, curtains and drapes get closed
They think they've shut me out, but I can see their ugly mouth in the shape of “O”’s
I'd break their windows with a stone that has a note attached
That says "I hate Jim Crow, and here's a poem to let you know the haps.”
I've got a golden axe and I chop cherry trees down
Dead to this world. Bury me now.
I am from a distant place that sits and waits for my belated time to come
But it’s too late, I've missed my fate. I eff with the deaf, blind, and dumb
My father taught me one thing; how to fire a gun
I don't bother. This is survival for fun
I have become the most sinister sin city slicker
Cynical dim-witted trickster
Critical shit-grinning hipster
Whisper...into my ear hole. Tell me not to be fearful
Be careful not to make any...sudden...movements
Show me your sole. I like to study shoe prints
You've stepped to me before! I can recognize them stubby toes
I left them guys with bloody clothes. For a second time. Nobody knows
The pain I've seen. Nobody knows the pain I've seen
Nobody knows why I've got a bloody nose or how they made it bleed
Climb trees. Go out on a limb
To find me, forget about him
Forget about hymns.
What are those psalms that you sing?
What are those songs that are in your head echoing?
I am not here to make a change
I break chains
I break dance moves and move strange...
Strange Famous is infamous for inflammatory mission statements Living in basements with subterranean secret service agents With little patience. A pediatrician who hates kids
Women's lib is getting choked to death by their own baby bibs Baby, did you know I love women who hate mankind?
I talk about it all the damn time. Keep it comin', ugh!
"I haaaaaate mennnnnnnnn.”
This conversation is mine. I own all the stock in boring small talk And I've trademarked this facial expression called "gawk."
So fuck off. I dis functions. I’m souped by ninjas in hockey fights While discussion groups infringe upon my copyrights
“All them bitches want me tonight!” I've been so great and respectful They only get salty when I bend them into the shape of a pretzel
I make them flexible when I break their schedule. It only got hard... When I asked 'em politely not to fight me and to give up. God- Damn, this is easier than I thought it would be
They'll attend any party and not fight it as long as they're invited cordially Unfortunately, I've only got so many hundred openings
But talk to me, I want to take you all under my broken wings
Who's the right man for the job?
Put up your hands, y'all, because I'm not tall enough to stand up to God Who's the right woman?!
Throw up one hand
and wave it now
I’m taking you down