Time - I write with a scalpel lyrics

(Denver calling, come in please, Denver to Chris) (What's you 20, Chris?) (Hell) (10-4) Hung-over last life, sober in this one Never had a weapon, cause I spit words with this gun I got diagnosed with frustration cause I lost my patience Had dreams of being commercial but they locked me in the basement Saw the light at the top of the stairs so I climbed Saw a tombstone in a graveyard and the name said time Like Pac said my only fear is reincarnation So I guess I gotta forgive the masons and the rapists That's why I write with a scalpel and I speak with a megaphone This universe is fake, it's full of hate it ain't my home This is for those who talk a lot and listen little If no man is an island than I'm the finger in the middle Cause our neighborhoods are cemeteries and our homes are coffins And with their money and their taxes they're holding us hostage They say where's your patriotism, I guess I lost it Right after I turned on the news and all of it's gossip They tried to wash my brain with tap water that's toxic And if it acts like a pig then I'm a call it sausage Cause secrecy is the beginning of tyranny And war crimes is the definition of irony And if you can't hear me cause your high then let me speak low And if you think I talk too fast then let me speak slow Cause I'll be doing this for a while Until I say f*ck the world like Oscar Wilde You gotta speak fast or they won't hear you You gotta fight back or they won't fear you That's why I'm p-a-r-a no id, I'm p-a-r-a no id And after they get you they're gonna get me [x2] And after they get you they're gonna get me I wake up in the pm and I steep me some tea I take a look in the mirror to see if it's really me Vampire reflection I don't see nothing in the mirror I got unconscious guilt that's why my vision isn't clear I got demons in my past and angels in my now I see god in my future with a smile like wow The roaches all left, they went down south And my typewriter lost it's teeth and it's mouth Paranoia left with a peace and a good bye And I'd probably go to Saturn if I really could fly I saw the truth on my fork and left the food on my plate You could call it instinct or you could call it faith Either way I'm not a sheep cause I'm wide awake That's why people bump my sh** cause they all relate That's why people bump my sh** cause they all relate Naked dinner, the opposite of FAKE! You gotta speak fast or they won't hear you You gotta fight back or they won't fear you That's why I'm p-a-r-a no id, I'm p-a-r-a no id And after they get you they're gonna get me [x2] And after they get you they're gonna get me