"Get It"

I see and dreamweave scenes that are provactive
Stare with a clever glare that remains ominous
Talken straight while im rappin,
I hear the universe clappin,
Look out the corner of my eye,
feel the peripheral passion
that engulfs those who are humble,
let your guard down and stumble,
say Goodmorning to strangers,
Like the host Bryant Gumble

I've got the gift of sight, my ego? I met it,
Constant battle with the truth, dont know it, but I "Get It"
I get that life's a journey, full of symbols and rhetoric
You have nice fancy quotes on your status, why arent you livin it?
Feel the energy, feel the vibe, be aware,
Scratch that itch that's been nagging,
telling you see what's out there...

You just like me too much

why dont I like you if you like me too much
Im too independant I dont need a crutch
It's just my luck that I met you one night
But It just kinda sucks that you seem too nice

Bad Boys Bad girls it's the thrill thats fun
Its the chase, the tug the pull, the feeling that you won
I need some space, stop callin, baby dont you understand
Plant a seed, than leave, thats how you get your man

The Choo-Choo Blues (hahahaha)

Hey it’s a game of whose got the best stories,
Choochoo run a train, butts, guts, and glory
But what you gonna do when shes callin you sayin,
Choo-Choo bitch Im pregnant, which one of you is payin?
I got the choo-choo bluues....

Hey whattup girl look at us with our smooth swag stance
Check out my white boy dance, seven pants gotchu hypnotized in a trance
You got no chance..
Me and my boys aint putin up a front,
at first glance
we're fucking yo cunt while we're smokin blunts,
Hey we scored with a whore,
I'll do my touchdown stunt…bitch now you leave, and we're ready to punt..

I never stop to think about the returning team,
Bitches stuck on me, like a teenage wetdream
The more she wanted the more she flaunted,
The more we were scared that her pussy was haunted.

Hey it’s a game of whose got the best stories,
Choochoo run a train, butts, guts, and glory
But what you gonna do when shes callin you sayin,
Choo-Choo bitch Im pregnant, which one of you is payin?
Ive got the choo choo blues....

Ahh daym well I know she never wrapped up a cock
What should we do?
Flip a coin, or paper scissor rock?
Bitch its rock paper scissor and its best out of three
How the fuck we gonna do this?
Beats the shit out of me!
Dude this sucks shes prego our situation really blows
What sucks even more bitch is you lost “nose goes”
Nah scratch that, pass around the pen get close to ten,
The furthest one away gets the money to send….

Hey it’s a game of whose got the best stories,
Choochoo run a train, butts, guts, and glory
But what you gonna do when shes callin you sayin,
Choo-Choo bitch Im pregnant, which one of you is payin?

Ive got a better plan lets punch her in the tummy
We’ll invite her over for some action-packed rummy
Wow dude that’s fucked up, I cant believe you said it,
Lets call her again and make sure that she meant it….

Wuttup girl this is the semen express,
We’re callin to make sure that we’re still in this mess
HAHHA choochoo boys I was playin with you it was a test
Wasn’t it weird that I had some scars on my breast?
You guessed it, their fake, and so was my vag,
That’s right you fucked a dude, now don’t you feel like a fag?

Hey it’s a game of whose got the best stories,
Choochoo run a train, butts, guts, and glory
But what you gonna do when she ends up tellin you
I hope your happy that you put it hard to a dude.....
I got the choo-choo blues

"Work" The next step

........

Man I cant wait for the date I just travel
feel the mud from the street on my feet, fuck gravel
I kept trying to ride couldnt get my saddle on,
Kept drifting in circles, till I saw I was paddlin' wrong
I just babble...on to Babylon and grab a bong

too sad a song, I havent been living this life all along
But I have, I dont mean to lead you on, had to give this job a try trust the times not gone
or wasted, the hint of corporate life that I tasted, wont fake it..felt good with the money I raked in...

But the first round of layoffs was I had to see,
had to say sianorah to my mentor Bruce B,
"Business is Business" it what they said to me,
Fuck that, Konnichiwa bitches, im out, time to leave
I'm sick of the monotony....
and needing an oil change,
Fuck it, im off to Thailand and eating boiled brains
I want to live off the land, grow food, maintain rain
See every continent, every single mountain range

Need an outline, starting point, a destination
A thesis statement, a purpose, a proclamation
Bon voyage, bid the well, my flights im a bookin
cant find the key to life but shit at least I'm lookin....

"Work"

Webster says it's a means of earning my livelihood
I say it's a time to get paid and practice rhymin good
Steal from the man is my plan take a stand
dont understand why gettin rid of good men aint contraband

Dont knock it till you try it is the train I rode in on
The fickle fallacy of "hard works pays off" is all wrong
Make your number, keep your head down, and never stop workin
what happened to havin purpose, helpin others and soul searchin?

No time for that, cut costs, cut labor, no favor
welcome to the family! and please sign this waiver,
So I can lay you off when the time is right later
at least you got a 401k when you meet your maker

Well it's almost time for lunch, pretty pumped, I'll take a cuple hours
Take a piss wash my hand look up and see a cuple cowards
I smile though cuz I know I wont be here for long
It's time to get back to work and scribble down another song