My brain's dead weight
My mind's opaque
Yo it's almost 2020 and I'm frozen in place
They say let it go
But I ain't ready to throw I've got a picture on my mantel with a white flag anthem
Surrender only to the rhythm and rhyme
Jump across the fire pit while I'm spittin in time
It's like a 4-4 tick and I'm taking a toke
Got me hella elevated on the ganj of the smoke
And I'mma speak a tone
That goes and rattles a bone
And don't be all mad when I'm quaking your home
Because we just having some fun living under the gun
Quick pull the trigger and reality's spun
Survive the birth you get the pleasure of presenting a story
As if there ain't no more room for paper glory
I'm timid and living in a shack by the creek but Uncle Sam's coming over to roll it over next week
It's just the rope around
Yeah that's how they say it's always going down
I asked Vanessa what I gotta do to impress her
She said eyes up here
Stop staring at my chest uh
I sure do apologize
I guess I didn't recognize the fact that your cleavage dips down to your thighs
I am a man but I'm an animal that's got some urges
Always on the point where I could fall off of the verges
A thousand virgins to the purest man in the land except the fact that he don't want them
He will go and date his hand
I've got a vocal that'll go and force a choke hold with a grip upon the crown
Then the town folk over throws ya
I'm Dr. Funkenrhyme
I must have died a hundred times
But someone flipped the switch
Spinned the track and then I'm back alive
So bring it back and I'll attack with a pen
Just a superhuman monster in the dark with no friends
I've got a sneaky suspicion that I'm on another mission
I just wanna get Vanessa in the military position
It's just the rope around
Yeah that's how they say it's always going down
It's just the rope around
Yeah that's how they say it's always going down