West Coast

[Verse]
Shelter and heat and doesn't seek much else
Featured in the sneak attack, go to hell and back 'fore I repeat myself
Precision to double knot a junkie vein
From tying up hostages, my diet is lozenges and monkey brains
Agent of Hades wading through the red waters
Disillusioned and rueful and quadruple edged sword
Another clash, another classic down the massive drain
Gene Kelly dancing in the acid rain
Beneath the moon, I penned the music for the village getting raided
Play while lickin' shots, I’m still in shock from Ewing getting traded
While the Natives toast to better days, sippin' lemonade made from the water where I waded
Meanwhile, I'll be looking down 'til all the mushroom clouds have dissipated
After that, I'm looking 'round frowning at the nightmare I've created
Seemingly random as a fallen leaf
Convincing vics to cut the shit and play some chicken is like pullin' teeth
Beneath the willow tree, my back against the trunk
I quench my thirst for blood and think up everything I ever thunk
I lace my trainers where they run amok and never runner up
Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump
Word up
Sharpie for taggin' up my new forcefield
Inside my beard, I got a three-course meal
Inside my pad, I got a tube that gets two thousand different channels on demand
Beside the shelf I keep the pebble that I snatched from out your hand
I keep a Bounty paper towel to soak the blood from out my eye
Spit a watermelon seed and knock a drone from out the sky
So when some nitwit tryna dim your light, I'll be the stimuli
La-da-da-da-da-da-da, okay
I moved ahead from being on another level
'Bout to brush up on the steps I use for dancing with the devil
'Bout to go and cop some Alka-Seltzer tablets for the seagulls
'Bout to sneak into a thousand different movies at the Regal
All the while, I win entire tournaments without no cornermen
As soon as that gets boring, then I'm born again
I'm speaking for the people that just wanna light a match and watch it burn
Who always peek at hide and seek and hardly speak except for speaking out of turn
I'm tryna break a curse, 'stead I only make it worse
So don't get flustered, fuck it, I'ma make it work
I'm dealing with bruises and concussions from celebrity discussion
And seen Atreyu get KO'ed by the nothin'
Tomorrow I'm drowning rubber duckies and smashing pumpkins
And kickin' puppies in public and then hopefully gettin' lucky
I'm folks with Moses, Jesus, and Moe, and Larry, and Curly
The freshest pair of kicks will one day be dirty
And currently recording the cure for the common courtesy
Each and every sentence is from serving a different sentence concurrently
Time that never softened
Another nail in the coffin
Imposters is accosted often and early
Thoroughly
I was at it early on in the AM
Catching some rain or catching some rays, came up with the cavemen
I's already rocking Ray-Bans in the playpen
Incognito
Ego, id, superego
With the amen all day credo
With the bald head, no chemo
Trapped where everybody dress the same like the end of ¡Three Amigos!
But everybody know your name and that's neato

[Outro]
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