Fuzz - I Ain't No Place lyrics

[Verse 1: JAZZ] I conjure rhymes out of air so bear witness to the wizardry Call me raps Pica**o paintin' pictures oh so vividly And yeah I bring the wood, all the girls call me the harbinger But no I won't trade places I'm more aimless than a famous barterer Jimmy Carterer Adding extra letters to the end of names so I can rig the game Shoot for more fame than Kurt Cobain's aim to the brain; bang bang! They tell me what I wanna be I tell them what I wanna change My emotions invoke a conflicted mental; grab your stencils and a pencil This temple that the mental gentle legions of angels and demons I wrestle Call a vessel, I'm ancestral not the devil just disheveled My precision is sinister, but I ain't finished the mission Wait, Dylan How you gon' finish, you can't finish decisions Write a petition for my conscious to sign; infect its mind and hope it finds peace in self demolition Then break my keys off in the f**in' ignition Chasin' visions of freedom and diminished submission You should eat your advice man; cause' i'm just hearing noise I'm Jesus Christ and I create and destroy with my voice I'm the sun, and the moon too You should see the way i move through the ju-ju Just like a choo-choo Who you, I'm a f**in' zoot troop on my own Always on my own, always pen on my own dome Cause my thoughts are scribbles, let me paint this picture for you baby I'm a little crazy, minds a little hazy Promise I been gettin' it lately, not been gettin' lit lately Still got balls like I'm Brady, I fall, then I laugh I draw from my staff, yeah it's long like giraffe I'm an a**hat but i'm still gettin' mad cash, not really I'm f**in' broke, eatin' money til I choke ho [Hook: JAZZ] (Dude who the f** is this guy, he s**s) [Verse 2: JAZZ] Found my eyes on the ground sobbing Picked em up, dust em off, implant them in my hands Now i stand as the guardian of pans labyrinth How could this f**in' happen Life ain't no f**in' pageant My past actions Got me hackin' up fractions of my lungs And I love it Ya'll can f**in' shove it I'm a f**in' pundit One hundred Run it to your stomach Like Ali I'mma see, all I be is all i do All of me of is all I prove I'm the sun, and the moon too You should see the way I move through the ju-ju Just like a choo-choo Who you, I'm a f**in' zoot troop on my own Always on my own, always pen on my own dome Cause my thoughts are scribbles, let me paint this picture for you baby I'm a little crazy, minds a little hazy Promise I been gettin' it lately, not been gettin' lit lately Still got balls like I'm Brady, I fall, then I laugh I draw from my staff, yeah it's long like giraffe I'm an a**hat but I'm still gettin' mad cash, not really I'm f**in' broke, eatin' money til I choke ho [Hook]