Freestyle

Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
Got a new tube of glue to stick the floor to your knees
Got the tall-walkers all lining up to say, "Please."
Got the water at my neck and the world at my feet
And some tags for the toes that I stepped on to reach
This uncomfortable seat that I stand on to speak
Cough it up to the beat
Talk's cheap - rap isn't
That's me and that's him, and I'm whichever one's winning
Pack Leader's back dripping unsolicited opinions
Living on the condition that you're drinking what I'm pissing
Time honored tradition of the booing and the hissing
Here we do it different:
No talking or blinking
No chalking, no thinking, no screaming the ship is sinking
They're walking, we're sitting
And fighting to die indifferent
Like it and mind your business
Or hate it and don't tell anyone
And win yourself the privilege
Of shaking next to the petty crumbs
Back to the wall, nose to the other one
Tight spot, at least you'll never get in front of him
Nice shot, but these are better ones
So duck and run, fuck your fun
Raining on every parade is sucking thumbs
Get your gun, baby, and we'll find out what that noise is
Stand up on the coffin and the box to put your toys in
That's the 1 in 2 chance you picked the poison
The most you'll ever be to your heroes is annoying