The Natural Profane - In the Zone lyrics

[Verse 1] Trippers don't pause when the ba** is blaring Got your pulses pumping when the waves start setting in Sideways with the face of a barbarian Personification of every partygoer present Who can sweet talk to women and get it going Keep it calm and collected Make them enjoy it on the regular Exhale and I become a different character Everything opposite, crushing klonopins to parachute them back Pick up a patrol car, take a joyride Through the Riverwalk just to barhop all night “Wait a second; is he serious?” Of course not We belong on the front page of a Boy's Life Deep down I'm a socially awkward guy to talk with Even at my own concert I'm not applauded by the people when they watch it And I've never brought a girl to my apartment But I promise that I'm… [Chorus] (Always) In the zone Leaders of the free world get dethroned Tell me: how far are you willing to go? Psychedelics? (Check) Liquor? (Check, check) Here we go Always in the mood for weird Always in the room when the ‘shrooms appear So baby don't f** with what you don't understand And don't come too close (Always) In the zone Leaders of the free world get dethroned Tell me, how far are you willing to go? Psychedelic check If you want to trip, let me know You've got me in my zone now Zoned out Don't f** with what you don't understand And don't come too close [Verse two] Most hipsters I meet on campus Are too ditzy for me to interact with Steppin' Always at the parties going off about the 9/11 truth: “Bro, what about Tower Seven?” Look, Brad: bro, I swear to God Nobody wants to have this conversation high And neither of us in the proper state of mind To be talking about the Illuminati Say goodnight now Look at the old David and then compare him To the verbal anomalies I inherit in the current And you'll see why my words'a be making other rappers nervous In cypher circles no other human being can withstand the endurance (Oh, now you've got me, now you've got me in my zone) How am I possibly gonna become a famous rapper? Girl, my face looks like the Proactive “before” and not the “after” But I'm… [Chorus] [Verse three] Don't hate on the people that you party with We don't know what the value of life is You can aim to be righteous And seek glimpses of God in the sun when it rises You can stick to your conscience Or you can accept the discoveries of science The ones that tell us that it's better to embellish Animal life on this planet ‘Cause when you pa**, it's over The verbal handgun toter Biographical magnum opus Forget about what your pastor told ya It's all bullsh** The magnolias grow out of the concrete and spread foliage It's a product of the natural order With no purpose under the surface Other than the seeds they inject the earth with So I'm always looking out for the reapers Keeping the real personality a secret My friends are X-Box Live-, MMO-playing Twenty-sided-die-rolling J. K. Rowling readers Always getting high as a b**h Always, all day, ‘til my final breath I might as well pop everything I get my hands on Fair game if I ain't tried it yet Always in the mood for the trippin' Pabula mescula powder Nose drippin' I'm not exactly the person people picture When they think of a rapper But wait ‘til I get on the set list [Outro] Don't f** with what you don't understand And don't come too close (Always)