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Got a caveman banging on my back door

Got a hang man hanging on my front lawn

Got an old maid wasting away in the living room

Kids in the kitchen with their mouths full of silver spoons

Got a paper full of yellow journalism

A restraunt waiter selling me words of wisdom

The small town crier is chilling with the village idiots

The big city slickers are still busy building pyramids

Got a dimploma but no wall to hang it

Tags on the bathroom stall to make me famous

A job description that don`t fit the bill

a fatal femme fatale dressed to kill

Get me out of this, lie detector test

My pupils inhale and exhale

My breath is a microphone check: 1, 2, what is this?



(I wanna give a big special shout out to all the real people

out there, keepin it real, because reality is worth maintaing,

you know what I`m saying? keep it up)



In a world where these girl`s got retro tattoos

and all I`ve got is a gut and velcro black shoes

and elbows that move in a way that makes space

I`m looking at you (stay awake, stay awake)

Natural face affected by the chemical leaks

Grammatical mistakes in every sentence I speak

It doesn`t matter, I make enough sense to seem deep

Now look at me (go to sleep, go to sleep)



(You know I wanna give a shout out to my boy Reanimator, my man

Chris doing his damn thing, keeping me company in this dark ass

room, and to all my girls killing ants in the kitchen. Peace

baby.)



I`m a poor man`s version of a rich man

I`ve got a small van swerving through a big land

I`ve got a road map that`s looking alot like a math test

A blocked phone number and a bunk home address

I`ve got a way out but I ain`t trying to use it

cuz I`ve got some ins and I`m a bet all my winnings

If it hurts me more than it hurts you, then I won`t hurt you

I`ve got more sense than virtue

I`ve got a cerfew, it`s 12 o`clock

After that I`ll start trembling if I get fed hiphop

Cuz I`m a G to the r-e-m-l-i-n

If I wasn`t then why would I say I am?

Get me out of this, lie detector test

My pupils inhale and exhale

My breath is a microphone check: 1, 2, what is this?

Got a caveman banging on my back door

Got a hang man hanging on my front lawn

Got an old maid wasting away in the living room

Kids in the kitchen with their mouths full of silver spoons

Got a paper full of yellow journalism

A restraunt waiter selling me words of wisdom

The small town crier is chilling with the village idiots

The big city slickers are still busy building pyramids

Got a dimploma but no wall to hang it

Tags on the bathroom stall to make me famous

A job description that don`t fit the bill

a fatal femme fatale dressed to kill

Get me out of this, lie detector test

My pupils inhale and exhale

My breath is a microphone check: 1, 2, what is this?



(I wanna give a big special shout out to all the real people

out there, keepin it real, because reality is worth maintaing,

you know what I`m saying? keep it up)



In a world where these girl`s got retro tattoos

and all I`ve got is a gut and velcro black shoes

and elbows that move in a way that makes space

I`m looking at you (stay awake, stay awake)

Natural face affected by the chemical leaks

Grammatical mistakes in every sentence I speak

It doesn`t matter, I make enough sense to seem deep

Now look at me (go to sleep, go to sleep)



(You know I wanna give a shout out to my boy Reanimator, my man

Chris doing his damn thing, keeping me company in this dark ass

room, and to all my girls killing ants in the kitchen. Peace

baby.)



I`m a poor man`s version of a rich man

I`ve got a small van swerving through a big land

I`ve got a road map that`s looking alot like a math test

A blocked phone number and a bunk home address

I`ve got a way out but I ain`t trying to use it

cuz I`ve got some ins and I`m a bet all my winnings

If it hurts me more than it hurts you, then I won`t hurt you

I`ve got more sense than virtue

I`ve got a cerfew, it`s 12 o`clock

After that I`ll start trembling if I get fed hiphop

Cuz I`m a G to the r-e-m-l-i-n

If I wasn`t then why would I say I am?

Get me out of this, lie detector test

My pupils inhale and exhale

My breath is a microphone check: 1, 2, what is this?

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