I keep my clothes in a casket.
I sleep on a mattress.
The only suitcase that I own is a basket.
I talk politics with unruly Chinamen.
I like my water a third oxyen and two parts hydrogen.
I'm on a mission.
I don't got no time to be talkin' about my shoes;
The fresh white ones with the black and red stripes.
Hey yo I drop mics like a scratch of head lice;
Not once in my life.
Yeah I fixed the poles with the monkey wrench.
Foul emcees gettin kicked off the johnny bench.
If they're around usin' secret identities,
These clad beast emcees are my enemies.
Me I might take a trip to Danbury, Connecticut,
And eat cranberries just for the heck of it, coz.
Yeah
I stay in line like candy dots, cuz everything I got's
Organized like Annie Pots.
I sleep outside and get abducted illegal aliens.
I eat Mexican food made by authentic Mexicans
MC Liberated Ireland.
I'm never violent
Because I ate a billion B vitamins, and now I got a complex.
I leave slews of clues for emcees with no contacts in the Adirondacks.
A whole handful of metal thumbtacks
Couldn't pin me down and that's a fact.
So ask Egon how I traveled beyond 96 eons in a paintless neon.
My brain's got channels like Cobain had flannels.
The train had vandals and windows with panes that been stained got panels.
I bought the book on how to interpret my dreams.