Bicentennial Man (MF Deuces)

[Heath McNease]
Woooo yeah yeah
This ain't the cool down, this ain't the cool down
It's the re-up, it's the re-up. Closing time. Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. Let's do it. Yeah

Shades on like Morpheus
Inadvertent tongue slip like Freudian
Y'all MFers get doom like accordian
Freudian slip that's a pair of praxis
I swing a pair of axes
Ambidextrous knocked off your apparent axis
Y'all anathema maranatha while prepare for battle
And it's all just there [?]
Rungs upon the barren ladder
Oh y'all brass ring grabbin'?
Y'all maxi pad it
Max B had it
Coke wave cause pastiche rapping
And that's G status
Max capacity like Reefer Madness
Touring with some cannabis sativa stashes
So much cheaper underneath the mattress
People catching double contacts
Just from breathing in an even fashion
BC amino acid, chewable creatine tablets
Got me on some Encino Man Los Angelino status
After Panthers losing I don't see no dabbing
Unless it's ironic like vinyl of current iconic singer's albums
Deuces, and several other finger combinations
I can think of some occasions where the single one's the greatest
That's the single little middle finger
Not the ring or the trigger finger
Y'all needed a quicker thinker
Mogul like and Olympic skier
Crystal clear
Stickin' to my roots like this Ahmir
Only competition is a mirror
But it isn't here
Alex my engineer told me to end it here
Hold up homie I got a few more bars and then we'll get some beers

[Alex Minor]
Bro, you don't even drink

[Heath McNease]
Violinist plays the violin
Conductor plays the violinist
Mozart in the jungle
Is that cold hearted or nihilistic?
Y'all might have missed it
But she wonders why her guy's white linen shirt
Is covered in some other guy's wife's lipstick
Other guy's wife's livid too
Ask Don Draper the things these Mad Men will do
When they hands ain't at ten and two
Just broken products with a sucky role model
Like Willy Loman, Death of a Salesman
Stuck here cold calling
Glengarry Glen Ross, always be closing
If they always be hoeing, homes'll always be broken
If I'm always in Cheboygen, what's the point, then?
Your boy could just avoid it
If swallowed pride and just moved back to Boykin
And called it quits with tail tucked between his legs
The cons were overwhelming, but the plus for me was sex
I watched porn a lot
Not because I was addicted
I just like to get myself off and there's nowhere else to get it
Cause when you save yourself for wedding rings
Being celibate's everything
And breaking your prom promise is
Treated worse than a felony, right?
If that's the case, how many y'all gonna go to hell with me?
He shouted, "I can't count how many girls
Done spread their legs for me!"
Solitary monastery life never appealed to me
How do you solve a problem like Maria?
Don't let her chill with me
Great advice, singing Edelweiss late at night
Banging 808's and Heartbreaks while eating Bagel Bites
Ain't a man on earth that holds up to me lyrically
Hold up, I mean seriously, they froze up when they near to me
And when they hear this, they'll know it like you know it
I'm rapping, I ain't trying to be a poet, this is bogus