You can hide your eyes now, the view is for the squeamish
Or relinquish yourselves, because this news is for the meekest
Close your mouth, get out, if you cannot peep it
This f**ed affair, you know I have to speak it
Keep it low though brow
Enroll now, and you roll into the universe
I don't know how I could it so slowed down
Going to the university on Jupiter
Through the fields of grey with Luicifers
A nuisance if I lose it
But its a chaos if I choose it
And I choose it now
But choose it how?
Change the channel, add 11 chapters, masters, what?
Those f**ers getting f**ed, try a savage ba*tard fapper
An ejaculte his father hates But im the average rapper
Try to casterate the other fackers, no attacks today
Im not the next disaster, but the last samurai
Even if I'm white as hanks, I'm still a drunken master eh?
I'm still on Pilsner mountian trying to get a little spring
I'm getting everything I asked and still dont have a thing to grasp
I gasp at smoke that's creeping in this gas mask
I laugh first, attack last, then I grab that fat satch
And I smoke it till my lungs collapses
Man is snapped and tounge is black and I am coming fast
Lane, blasting royce and em and damn
I spun the van and crashed and ran away, dont say im not a fan
When my f**in damn demand is great
The man is great, my hands opaque
My lands no state, it is a can
I am a f**ing sam, I am, a f**ing vodka tab
I am a Wak fan im going f**in ham, united nations
Stations wouldn't play even if we had payola made
To them were out of it and-mind f**ings what were all about
So shout it b**h, rap is gay and I'mma out the sh**
Throw the anchor though you know my bro the anger doesnt show
The show is over im am geting older in my later clothes
The date is getting close, im am afraid or else, not what ive choosen
I am only proven to myself that I can do this hell
But I have to try to find the sh** I have to see
I have to do this sh** for me
Legit, may be
Maybe it is a sh** to be, maybe ill drop this heat
May-be ill peek the scene, ill do it
I will do it for the other kids who feel the weed
Feel like me
I am a lame, I am afraid, I am a f**ing ordinate
Coordinate
Yourself for greatness
Sincerely your neighbour...
Linus