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Always the last to know
Every single rap like a massive poem
Back at home, I put the masters on
To hear Parker play on the saxophone
On a classic song, ramble on a track, my style like a vagabond
Uncool kid trying to tag a long, but I'm bad to the bone like a Shaggy Dog
Rap a lot, chi so hot I put Kakarot in his catacomb
But, I'm mad emotional, romance foreign tongues like I spoke Catalan
I could prattle on for days, decades, eons camouflaged
Learn a couple riffs by Lamb of God, how am I not the best since Samurai Jack
Sit back at the promenade, drink to the dudes I could nominate, think of the flows I could dominate
And check sonic states on a modern tape
A Kamehameha kind of wave
F*cked up things on my mind today
People be like yo he's kinda gay
With an Ahmadinejad kinda face
Way shorter than I thought he'd be
Can't afford to give him the time of day
F*cked up things on my mind today

I don't f*ck with you
You don't f*ck with me
We don't get along
Let's just leave it that

Always the last to call
Sick with riffs, I could slash em all
Played basketball, they never passed the ball
But every tall tower has to fall
Classical at Avalon
Headphones, Deftones, Mastodon
They spread secrets, tacit wrong
Whisper, whisper, pass it on
They watch bae like Hasselhoff
They judge me, I cast it off
I punk them like acid rock
Castles, vassals, king but I ain't got
No Mass appeal, Playing Mass effect
I got the cape and a cowl, I'm a bat detective
I don't make great deals, I'm a bad selector
But I came this way, so I'm mad defective
Wrote my thoughts down finally
Soul on paper, signed away
Tried to take my life or dreamed that I did, but is it really mine to take?
F*cked up things on my mind today

I don't f*ck with you
You don't f*ck with me
We don't get along
Let's just leave it that
I want to be you
You want to be them
They know who they are
Let's just leave it at that

F*cked up things on my mind today