Sunday, October 07, 2012

1 2 3 4 America

does the cognac come in coffin-sized containers?
cuz I get hella thirsty up in this piece, feel me
poppin' wheelies ain't no joke
bmx lifestyle on a poet's paycheck?
all elbows and chopsticks
freaking out the sweaty basement
both feet underneath
you're the shrink wrap on my string cheese
he said from his knees to no one in particular
incorporating slanguage under the horns, over the bass
you know what disco turned into
DFAOFWGKTA is just too much info anyway
monkey doodle yer kit-n-kaboodle
what're we gonna do when we run out of dirt?
Keep diggin', Watson, so funny I forgot

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