Rinseflow

[Hook: High Priest]
Shark-infested water
Message in a bottle
No man is an island
Individual visual MC, me I love life
Shark-infested water
Message in a bottle
No man is an island
Individual visual MC, me I love life

[Verse 1: High Priest]
Disconcerting unnerving let's try something new this time
I'll play the part of the heart-torn rapper
Trying to reveal his real feelings
But lacking devices priceless paradigm, I'm
The Paper Mate ape in a human suit
Loot genesis condense ego fine line
Slash dot dash asteroid blast
8-bit graphic Atari adolescent reminiscent of days
Before the sun wanted to compromise an additional three-fifth component
Opponent of linear times sublime deluxe Electrolux flux
On the crux replay the crucifixion doubting Thomas
Atomic scars on glass desert marks the presence of
Prehistoric thermal combustion but something
In the back of my mind keeps me here
Careful baby girl, daddy's mind is gone
She saw me standing still, still moving trying to keep it gathered
Together we laugh, gave her a bath
Put her in bed, crashed next to wife
Life infinite, perspective perpetual dawn rising horizon the eyes
In MCs lurk, I do the work my creator
Makes a lot and start the day a new cartoon blends
In baby's laughter after me in Miss's kiss, hug, lay up
Get up, start the day once more beyond the corridor of
Time awaits, only fate knows, fully-blown recurring theme
Extrapolating rap-relating the invisible man, cellophane tape
Dance stance, Spanish Harlem to Pakistan lance light saber (woo!)
Noble savage, idiot savant cavalier three part frames
Change lanes, no blinkers
Life's too fast, need to take it slow

[Hook: High Priest]
Shark-infested water
Message in a bottle
No man is an island
Individual visual MC, me I love life
Shark-infested water
Message in a bottle
No man is an island
Individual visual MC, me I love life

[Verse 2: M. Sayyid]
I fuck the rubber bands that make the man stand
At the gathering of data slash out of contrast
Verse slash, slap niggas across the table like moms
Plus cookie calamaro calms, no qualms, these psalms
Like palms bring alms in forms of nods
Shake a nigga's chin like "uh" Jack Klugman
Come on, give it up like sluts
On the eve of prom night, I'm capping your crowns
?? a country style like the pentagon, planet e
I square for the calendar, wait in line for a patty
Want niggas sweat me like Betty Betty Betty
Life is comedy, tragedy mundane and frozen in a muddle
Battery tunnel so I huddled in a trance pure
So I can keep shit out like the New York bubble
Make four sets of sextuplets go to the scene and laugh clean
See, really the only comp' is my reflection in the mirror
Terrors I battle to you, we'll go back home
And soak my face in rinseflow, dry face in a towel
Blow the local ?? and glare and keep my stares to prayers