Mathias Kruse - Third Eye Olympics lyrics

Taking gold in the third eye olympics While you taking gold in who's words rhyme the simplest Universe, please reimburse my statistics Rhyme gymnast, divine mind defined by the mystic Roll my sixth spliff, smoke it till my wit's split Blitzed quick. Watching ashtray's turn to piff pits Having dreams where my wrist's slit Thoughts get dismissed regarding what bliss is In the big picture I spit words made of scriptures for sick kids Beating my life expectancy has been my mission My pen climbs my spine to find rhymes in my mind Hi doctor, will you please sign my prescription? That's what happens when a drug's done manic It's f**ed up man, it's like it's puff puff panic Knock it may come as shock like I'm stun gun handed When it comes to my life, I make you dumb-dumb's vanish I'm a man of worth trying to leave this planet first But I'll clean it up before I leave like I'm a janitor I never once wrote something that wasn't a candid verse Hungry, I will eat you like a can of worms