[Verse 1]
First of all, I would miss you
But I never miss, that's the real issue
Down to my muscle, tissue and my nerves
At birth I was singled out with every curse and verse
Derived from the tragedy of the 4th one gone
Comically I awoke like eggshells at the crack of dawn
I've realized I'm not a part of anyone's dynasty
The travesty of my reality cannot fathom me
I hold keys to my kingdom, I am every royalty
I am every single pauper and beggar too, don't spoil me
The king of my land, the queens in my hand
Every merchant, farmer, single mother and man
Saving the princess who's me, rescued my own life
I'm the rebellious prince that sneaks out in the night
And since I used to hide my eyes with tints
I look now at the sun in the mirror and never wince
Put the crown down, and then I pick it up
I'm everything and nothing, but I'm always enough
This is an introduction, a preface to the novel
If you don't want to bounce, then just wobble
[Chorus]
T A K U M I The Fox!
T A K U M I The Fox!
T A K U M I The Fox!
T A K U M I The Fox!
And it never seems so long
And it never seems so wrong
And it never seems so strong
So you can all just sing along
[Verse 2]
I'm confidence unbound, I finally feel great
I finally feel like my namesake's destiny and fate
Even if I have to use adjectives like swagger
To explain my chatter is dapper with subject matter
I'll couple it with laughter with a couple of jokes
Make you say holy cow like a bovine pope
Silly and serious and whole lot of Castanza
My verses endanger: panda stazas
Dreams of grandeur that insures a bright career
But before that I need some help from my peers
Because they don't know me as well as I hope
So when I kick dope quotes they don't think I wrote
So I'm starting to create an alter ego
So when he blows I'll still be a super hero
Even though I want my graduating class to be proud of me
I don't want them to flock when my money gets calories
I want them to like me before I get big
So they can tell the others "I was at his first gig"
This is an introduction, a preface to the novel
If you don't want to bounce, then just wobble
[Chorus]
T A K U M I The Fox!
T A K U M I The Fox!
T A K U M I The Fox!
T A K U M I The Fox!
And it never seems so long
And it never seems so wrong
And it never seems so strong
So you can all just sing along
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And it seems like everybody's fly
But I'm still down to earth, who knows why
I'm composed of both good and evil
And the people that help me are my equals
Even if I say that I am the very best
It's just who has the money to past the test
Grade me on merit, grade me on hard work
I'm just saying, I am not a jerk
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Evening Coffee
Here we are, staring at each other across the table
Listening to stories, exchanging morals without fables
I'm not able to separate the friends from the lovers
Without going under covers, but ascending my status as a brother
I want to hear the tales of grit, the myths and facts
The climax of your book, the syntax of my rap
Every trap, every pitfall, I want to hear it all
Where to start? We've got time inside this stall
Free refills because the coffee is on me
Just bring the honesty and I'll gladly pay, no worry
What's weighing on your head? The last time you said instead?
The last compromise, that last time you felt dead?
Tell me about your travels, let the problems unravel
Are you all bright sunshine? There has to be some shadows
The java wakes up my senses, my veins are lava
I'm eager to commit to memory your entire saga
Your scars, your eyes, deep like the night sky
With no demise, inside where do you feel your pride?
Questions I seek to be answered, but overall addressed
Every message expressed, my mind's a mess
But this stress will digress and be less, at best
The Northwest air will take out all guess and check
No BS for a few minutes, let's make it ten
Tell me how you feel exactly, let's be more than friends
Let's be connected through childhood trauma
Bond through the dramas and make our sentences run on, comma
And of course we'll honor in this late night coffee shop
As long as our conversations won't just stop
This should be forged and of course be strong
Let's make this an album, not just a lonely song
This can be more than just one chapter
I'm not asking for happily ever after, just a few captured
Moments in times, memories in rhyme, plural
The idea is to have more than just once, multiple
Make it a weekly occurrence, let it flow like currents
Let no one deter it, we'll furnish our new furnace
Slow and warm, don't use all the gas
I'll take off one by one all of my masks
The task here is to breakdown each layer and wall
So eventually we can feel comfortable enough to call
And so we can cry and we can laugh with each other
Clear words exchanged: no more stutters or mutters
Arise from petty high school statuses
Let's be old world friends, it doesn't matter its
Obviously a little crazy, a little idealistic
But I'm an old soul and a classic romantic
Maybe I've fallen too greatly with this little dream
Maybe I'm a lot lonelier than I really seem
Listening to stories, exchanging morals without fables
I'm not able to separate the friends from the lovers
Without going under covers, but ascending my status as a brother
I want to hear the tales of grit, the myths and facts
The climax of your book, the syntax of my rap
Every trap, every pitfall, I want to hear it all
Where to start? We've got time inside this stall
Free refills because the coffee is on me
Just bring the honesty and I'll gladly pay, no worry
What's weighing on your head? The last time you said instead?
The last compromise, that last time you felt dead?
Tell me about your travels, let the problems unravel
Are you all bright sunshine? There has to be some shadows
The java wakes up my senses, my veins are lava
I'm eager to commit to memory your entire saga
Your scars, your eyes, deep like the night sky
With no demise, inside where do you feel your pride?
Questions I seek to be answered, but overall addressed
Every message expressed, my mind's a mess
But this stress will digress and be less, at best
The Northwest air will take out all guess and check
No BS for a few minutes, let's make it ten
Tell me how you feel exactly, let's be more than friends
Let's be connected through childhood trauma
Bond through the dramas and make our sentences run on, comma
And of course we'll honor in this late night coffee shop
As long as our conversations won't just stop
This should be forged and of course be strong
Let's make this an album, not just a lonely song
This can be more than just one chapter
I'm not asking for happily ever after, just a few captured
Moments in times, memories in rhyme, plural
The idea is to have more than just once, multiple
Make it a weekly occurrence, let it flow like currents
Let no one deter it, we'll furnish our new furnace
Slow and warm, don't use all the gas
I'll take off one by one all of my masks
The task here is to breakdown each layer and wall
So eventually we can feel comfortable enough to call
And so we can cry and we can laugh with each other
Clear words exchanged: no more stutters or mutters
Arise from petty high school statuses
Let's be old world friends, it doesn't matter its
Obviously a little crazy, a little idealistic
But I'm an old soul and a classic romantic
Maybe I've fallen too greatly with this little dream
Maybe I'm a lot lonelier than I really seem
Monday, September 12, 2011
Go
When I go, I wanna go my own way
Saving someone's life, without debts to repay
With all the knowledge of the world in my head
I hope I was able to say everything I needed to be said
I wrote a couple books, had a couple dope hooks
I flowed like a brook and was castled like a rook
But on this board, I'm the crown-less king
Boundless things have me surrounded by wings
I've been pawned with my brawn and so on
But my ripples of influence are bigger on my pond
So when the day fell, I arose as a Knight
L formations that made this loser shine bright
Diagonal sabbatical with tactical radical
A bishop with the wordplay: holy grammatical
People attend my funeral, I'll make sure to put the fun in it
Men and women can live it so vivid in my fifteen passed minutes
Smile at my casket, make sure I look good in my jacket
If someone is dressier than me, make sure I match it
Because ain't no way that I'm not the classiest at my own wake
You must be dreaming, I'll wake you up if that's what it takes
Play some good music, don't let it be so morbid
What am I buried with? Wait until I get to the chorus
Invite the bullies and the girls that broke my heart
Let them know that I cared for them since the very start
Sure they can regret, they can even not give a damn
But let them understand that even as a baby I was the man
Make my tombstone have a very good epitaph
Shorter than a paragraph, serious chuckles but not a huge laugh
I want to be smiled down upon and think about fondly
Keep me clean so when I meet him I'll be the closest to Godly
Let my eulogy be delivered by someone who can speak well
A bad orator is worse than death, that is something I can tell
And when I go, I guess I better say
In my box, the fox is buried in a very specific way
Bury me in a fine Italian suit
My favorite Nike shoes and my mic from the booth
Bury me a book and a black pilot pen
So on the way there I can write again and again
Bury me in something really classy
Bury me a copy of the Great Gatsby
Looking for Alaska and Catcher in the Rye
I'll need something to read before I gotta fly
Saving someone's life, without debts to repay
With all the knowledge of the world in my head
I hope I was able to say everything I needed to be said
I wrote a couple books, had a couple dope hooks
I flowed like a brook and was castled like a rook
But on this board, I'm the crown-less king
Boundless things have me surrounded by wings
I've been pawned with my brawn and so on
But my ripples of influence are bigger on my pond
So when the day fell, I arose as a Knight
L formations that made this loser shine bright
Diagonal sabbatical with tactical radical
A bishop with the wordplay: holy grammatical
People attend my funeral, I'll make sure to put the fun in it
Men and women can live it so vivid in my fifteen passed minutes
Smile at my casket, make sure I look good in my jacket
If someone is dressier than me, make sure I match it
Because ain't no way that I'm not the classiest at my own wake
You must be dreaming, I'll wake you up if that's what it takes
Play some good music, don't let it be so morbid
What am I buried with? Wait until I get to the chorus
Invite the bullies and the girls that broke my heart
Let them know that I cared for them since the very start
Sure they can regret, they can even not give a damn
But let them understand that even as a baby I was the man
Make my tombstone have a very good epitaph
Shorter than a paragraph, serious chuckles but not a huge laugh
I want to be smiled down upon and think about fondly
Keep me clean so when I meet him I'll be the closest to Godly
Let my eulogy be delivered by someone who can speak well
A bad orator is worse than death, that is something I can tell
And when I go, I guess I better say
In my box, the fox is buried in a very specific way
Bury me in a fine Italian suit
My favorite Nike shoes and my mic from the booth
Bury me a book and a black pilot pen
So on the way there I can write again and again
Bury me in something really classy
Bury me a copy of the Great Gatsby
Looking for Alaska and Catcher in the Rye
I'll need something to read before I gotta fly
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Calculated
[Verse 1]
So calculated, heavily debated
Instigated if I made it, ding ding, I weighted
Champion status, I lay nouns down with the pounds
And the mounds astound as I word play around
I'm a priest integer, I'm real holy
And when I flow b, It's Zero Kilos like Okey Dokey
It's OK like absolute zero, I'm the astute hero
I'm not gambling, I'm so at home: casino
The odds for me are evenly stacked
But the matter of fact is your red-faced when I get you blacked
Out of range, I'm out of a domain
I reign like pain and remain so disciplined: Cane
I've got my stripes, I'm more than ripe
I'm hand picked and prepared like Apple PI
Irrational is nowadays so fashionable
But their moves are so predictable and calculable
Talking about High Pot Nooses, trying to win
But I'm too CosY when I tan out my Sins
My solutions are improvements on the institution
My movements are smoother without substitution
No subtraction, my transactions of actions
Are impassioned with the magnets of madness
Raging on numbers like this just got real
Paging down my wonders because this is how I feel
Try to graph me and I'm off the charts
Try to match me and I'll lap before you start
I think my affinity is my mentality
And ability to be quick witted past agility
I calm down quickly and start to gingerly
Drink my cup of tea like I'm Bruce Lee the MC
No limits, I'm up to infinity
In one minute I'll reach my eternity
My hope is so dope and will rope and cope
That it's unstoppable, what I wrote: Asymptote
I float the moats of my mind into my throat
So what I quote flows harder than an armored boat
Never jammed, my logged based rhythm is
Consistently keeping a good speed: it's well driven
I'm TI times 89, I'm a design to the rhymes
I'm a king of the mind, a 3rd encounter kind
Double Os are what the fans eyes are
Wide stare, I'm there, when I start spitting bars
Salivating Krugerrands, they're yelling "You the man!"
Where does my cuckoo land? Flying like Superman
Number 12 as I delve into the shelves myself
And the wells of wealth are meld and dealt
Rocking 1s on my toes: primary feat
Threepeat, my elite beats are sure to defeat
Aiming without missing, got down to a science
Call it Trigger-nometry, Takumi or Wyatt
I'm a Peacemaker, beat breaker, speech placer
And all and all I've just got peak haters
Sounds good like a bell, I curve it quite well
I'm an A plus in the class, on a curb, I can tell
I add some of this, I multiply my hits
Divide all my quits and subtract any miss
Even when I tangent I still stay on track
Because I write universes till it fades to black
Stretching out beyond the world out there
I'm twice the rapper, yes I am MC Squared
I'm another plane living in another quadrant
I kill squadrons generally without being a flight Sargent
So pardon as I verify all my proofs within the hour
My work shows that the answer is I have greater powers
So calculated, heavily debated
Instigated if I made it, ding ding, I weighted
Champion status, I lay nouns down with the pounds
And the mounds astound as I word play around
I'm a priest integer, I'm real holy
And when I flow b, It's Zero Kilos like Okey Dokey
It's OK like absolute zero, I'm the astute hero
I'm not gambling, I'm so at home: casino
The odds for me are evenly stacked
But the matter of fact is your red-faced when I get you blacked
Out of range, I'm out of a domain
I reign like pain and remain so disciplined: Cane
I've got my stripes, I'm more than ripe
I'm hand picked and prepared like Apple PI
Irrational is nowadays so fashionable
But their moves are so predictable and calculable
Talking about High Pot Nooses, trying to win
But I'm too CosY when I tan out my Sins
My solutions are improvements on the institution
My movements are smoother without substitution
No subtraction, my transactions of actions
Are impassioned with the magnets of madness
Raging on numbers like this just got real
Paging down my wonders because this is how I feel
Try to graph me and I'm off the charts
Try to match me and I'll lap before you start
I think my affinity is my mentality
And ability to be quick witted past agility
I calm down quickly and start to gingerly
Drink my cup of tea like I'm Bruce Lee the MC
No limits, I'm up to infinity
In one minute I'll reach my eternity
My hope is so dope and will rope and cope
That it's unstoppable, what I wrote: Asymptote
I float the moats of my mind into my throat
So what I quote flows harder than an armored boat
Never jammed, my logged based rhythm is
Consistently keeping a good speed: it's well driven
I'm TI times 89, I'm a design to the rhymes
I'm a king of the mind, a 3rd encounter kind
Double Os are what the fans eyes are
Wide stare, I'm there, when I start spitting bars
Salivating Krugerrands, they're yelling "You the man!"
Where does my cuckoo land? Flying like Superman
Number 12 as I delve into the shelves myself
And the wells of wealth are meld and dealt
Rocking 1s on my toes: primary feat
Threepeat, my elite beats are sure to defeat
Aiming without missing, got down to a science
Call it Trigger-nometry, Takumi or Wyatt
I'm a Peacemaker, beat breaker, speech placer
And all and all I've just got peak haters
Sounds good like a bell, I curve it quite well
I'm an A plus in the class, on a curb, I can tell
I add some of this, I multiply my hits
Divide all my quits and subtract any miss
Even when I tangent I still stay on track
Because I write universes till it fades to black
Stretching out beyond the world out there
I'm twice the rapper, yes I am MC Squared
I'm another plane living in another quadrant
I kill squadrons generally without being a flight Sargent
So pardon as I verify all my proofs within the hour
My work shows that the answer is I have greater powers
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Mr. Invisible
[Chorus]
Mr. Invisible!
He just wants to save the day
Mr. Invisible!
He just wants to be OK
Mr. Invisible!
Will he find his Lois Lane?
Mr. Invisible!
How are you playing this game?
[Verse 1]
I'm hardly a hero, I'm more of a zero
I'm more of a gamble and a bad bet: casino
I'm not radio active, I'm not that fantastic
Without a face debonair, I'm not that attractive
I'd love to be like Superman and save the day
But hey, when I fight things don't always go my way
To throw villains in prison, yeah that's my mission
I can see though them without X-ray vision
No I can't fly, but I'll be sure to dress it
I'm not pathetic or invincible, I might need a medic
Credit to reddit for my incredible knowledge
Not a clay man I remain a tad bit more polished
All of your X-men are not lethal weapons
Take a second and tell me before you switch your text plan
There's no S on my chest, I'm not into tights
But I'll promise that I'll return to you every night
You're burning me up girl: call a fireman!
Takumi but I can be your Spider-man
Check your web provider, I can be your tiger
You've shot me down you hawk-eye sniper
[Chorus]
Mr. Invisible!
He just wants to save the day
Mr. Invisible!
He just wants to be OK
Mr. Invisible!
Will he find his Lois Lane?
Mr. Invisible!
How are you playing this game?
[Verse 2]
I'll protect you from all the bad guys
And I'll never even think about telling a sad lie
Might not be able to read your mind but surprise
I'll never give up and it won't hurt me to try
I don't know everything, but I'm willing to learn
I didn't just get my strengths, these things I've earned
Though I'm not that fast, I'll still make a dash
And I'll call you as quick as I can, as quick as a flash
Without fancy gadgets, or super-human magic
You might think my powers are lame and tragic
But I'm drastic and bold, I'm brave and untold
With a Midas touch that won't turn you to gold
For you I'll run up in a Blood's crib tonight
And tell him "Sup bud, I'm turning Crip tonight!"
I'll stay in the grave keeper's crypt tonight
All for you: you're my kryptonite
Give me a try, don't leave me in the dust
I'm more than what the say, I'm more than that: trust
Hearing rumors that all of these supers
Are past you measures, well who's holding the ruler?
They've got ultra muscles, they've mutant powers
They can turn time on it's head make minutes into hours
But I'm a little more than comic book antics
I've got a cape around my heart: super romantic
[Chorus]
Mr. Invisible!
He just wants to save the day
Mr. Invisible!
He just wants to be OK
Mr. Invisible!
Will he find his Lois Lane?
Mr. Invisible!
How are you playing this game?
Mr. Invisible!
He just wants to save the day
Mr. Invisible!
He just wants to be OK
Mr. Invisible!
Will he find his Lois Lane?
Mr. Invisible!
How are you playing this game?
[Verse 1]
I'm hardly a hero, I'm more of a zero
I'm more of a gamble and a bad bet: casino
I'm not radio active, I'm not that fantastic
Without a face debonair, I'm not that attractive
I'd love to be like Superman and save the day
But hey, when I fight things don't always go my way
To throw villains in prison, yeah that's my mission
I can see though them without X-ray vision
No I can't fly, but I'll be sure to dress it
I'm not pathetic or invincible, I might need a medic
Credit to reddit for my incredible knowledge
Not a clay man I remain a tad bit more polished
All of your X-men are not lethal weapons
Take a second and tell me before you switch your text plan
There's no S on my chest, I'm not into tights
But I'll promise that I'll return to you every night
You're burning me up girl: call a fireman!
Takumi but I can be your Spider-man
Check your web provider, I can be your tiger
You've shot me down you hawk-eye sniper
[Chorus]
Mr. Invisible!
He just wants to save the day
Mr. Invisible!
He just wants to be OK
Mr. Invisible!
Will he find his Lois Lane?
Mr. Invisible!
How are you playing this game?
[Verse 2]
I'll protect you from all the bad guys
And I'll never even think about telling a sad lie
Might not be able to read your mind but surprise
I'll never give up and it won't hurt me to try
I don't know everything, but I'm willing to learn
I didn't just get my strengths, these things I've earned
Though I'm not that fast, I'll still make a dash
And I'll call you as quick as I can, as quick as a flash
Without fancy gadgets, or super-human magic
You might think my powers are lame and tragic
But I'm drastic and bold, I'm brave and untold
With a Midas touch that won't turn you to gold
For you I'll run up in a Blood's crib tonight
And tell him "Sup bud, I'm turning Crip tonight!"
I'll stay in the grave keeper's crypt tonight
All for you: you're my kryptonite
Give me a try, don't leave me in the dust
I'm more than what the say, I'm more than that: trust
Hearing rumors that all of these supers
Are past you measures, well who's holding the ruler?
They've got ultra muscles, they've mutant powers
They can turn time on it's head make minutes into hours
But I'm a little more than comic book antics
I've got a cape around my heart: super romantic
[Chorus]
Mr. Invisible!
He just wants to save the day
Mr. Invisible!
He just wants to be OK
Mr. Invisible!
Will he find his Lois Lane?
Mr. Invisible!
How are you playing this game?
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Shake
[Verse 1]
I remember when I let my microphone get dusty
Rusty, rush me, I would not touch b
Felt like the words were dull, the concepts a bore
The metaphors abhor and the content a snore
Got too much hate from one side, some from another
A lot from my mom and a lot from my brothers
Coupled with middle school awkwardness
Though I wanted to author it, they would not pardon it
Self-esteem was asleep in the basement
The lyrics wouldn't fall right back into placement
In a funk, no dunk, flow bunked and stalled
Every night, try to write, but only echoes would call
Not a true voice, never anything real
I was an apparition but I just had to feel
Started being myself, chances I take are a must
Grabbed the mic and I just have to shake the dust
[Chorus]
Lose one, let go to get one
Left one, lose some to win some
There's no need to question it: this is how we're answerin'
Find one, hold on to give one
Right one, win one to lose none
Story of a champion, sorry we are champions
We got one.
[Verse 2]
So I sharpened the pen and I started rehearsing
Started working on my game, this drain I wasn't circling
Read up on my sources, regained some lost forces
Conquered and divided foreign courses
Started digging myself: archeologist
Then I started to blow up, nah, I would demolish it
Living in a sauna, yes I've got to holla
Always got my self a steam, return of the proper
No longer playing their games, re-writing the rules
Measured up past their standards: metric tools
Started feeling cool, embracing my knowledge
Polished like fingernails on that punk rock logic
Not a part of the politics, it's never permanent
So I'm a lyrical liberal and an assertive conservative
Whatever I am, whatever I was
I only got here by shaking off the dust
[Chorus]
Lose one, let go to get one
Left one, lose some to win some
There's no need to question it: this is how we're answerin'
Find one, hold on to give one
Right one, win one to lose none
Story of a champion, sorry we are champions
We got one.
[Verse 3]
So this last one goes out to anyone listening
To all the lovers out there who aren't bickering
This is for the celibate pedophile, the barista with a smile
And tonight she'll have to walk home 17 miles
For the struggling artist on the brink of quitting
It's not the 9th inning, in a few you'll be winning
For the boy who's choosing to be that high school virgin
And that young woman who's out to be a surgeon
Shaking the dust off, even when you've got a bad boss
So posh and gosh, you'll win more than you have lost
For the girl who looks in the mirror and sees a fat enemy
And for everybody who's cursed past obscenities
To the ones that have been called losers with no where to go
This life is your stage and this is your show
My people out there who are dealing with the loneliness
Keep shooting: the worse thing is that you'll only miss
Every flaw is beautiful, every person is unusual
Break out from the cubicle and try to make it musical
We'll give you an hour past your fifteen minutes
In it, in it, win it, win it, diminished: we'll never be finished
A gift from the wise, a lift from demise
A rift from the pride, a drift from the side
Feel that breeze, you already have a gust
Please just trust: just shake the dust
[Chorus]
Lose one, let go to get one
Left one, lose some to win some
There's no need to question it: this is how we're answerin'
Find one, hold on to give one
Right one, win one to lose none
Story of a champion, sorry we are champions
We got one.
I remember when I let my microphone get dusty
Rusty, rush me, I would not touch b
Felt like the words were dull, the concepts a bore
The metaphors abhor and the content a snore
Got too much hate from one side, some from another
A lot from my mom and a lot from my brothers
Coupled with middle school awkwardness
Though I wanted to author it, they would not pardon it
Self-esteem was asleep in the basement
The lyrics wouldn't fall right back into placement
In a funk, no dunk, flow bunked and stalled
Every night, try to write, but only echoes would call
Not a true voice, never anything real
I was an apparition but I just had to feel
Started being myself, chances I take are a must
Grabbed the mic and I just have to shake the dust
[Chorus]
Lose one, let go to get one
Left one, lose some to win some
There's no need to question it: this is how we're answerin'
Find one, hold on to give one
Right one, win one to lose none
Story of a champion, sorry we are champions
We got one.
[Verse 2]
So I sharpened the pen and I started rehearsing
Started working on my game, this drain I wasn't circling
Read up on my sources, regained some lost forces
Conquered and divided foreign courses
Started digging myself: archeologist
Then I started to blow up, nah, I would demolish it
Living in a sauna, yes I've got to holla
Always got my self a steam, return of the proper
No longer playing their games, re-writing the rules
Measured up past their standards: metric tools
Started feeling cool, embracing my knowledge
Polished like fingernails on that punk rock logic
Not a part of the politics, it's never permanent
So I'm a lyrical liberal and an assertive conservative
Whatever I am, whatever I was
I only got here by shaking off the dust
[Chorus]
Lose one, let go to get one
Left one, lose some to win some
There's no need to question it: this is how we're answerin'
Find one, hold on to give one
Right one, win one to lose none
Story of a champion, sorry we are champions
We got one.
[Verse 3]
So this last one goes out to anyone listening
To all the lovers out there who aren't bickering
This is for the celibate pedophile, the barista with a smile
And tonight she'll have to walk home 17 miles
For the struggling artist on the brink of quitting
It's not the 9th inning, in a few you'll be winning
For the boy who's choosing to be that high school virgin
And that young woman who's out to be a surgeon
Shaking the dust off, even when you've got a bad boss
So posh and gosh, you'll win more than you have lost
For the girl who looks in the mirror and sees a fat enemy
And for everybody who's cursed past obscenities
To the ones that have been called losers with no where to go
This life is your stage and this is your show
My people out there who are dealing with the loneliness
Keep shooting: the worse thing is that you'll only miss
Every flaw is beautiful, every person is unusual
Break out from the cubicle and try to make it musical
We'll give you an hour past your fifteen minutes
In it, in it, win it, win it, diminished: we'll never be finished
A gift from the wise, a lift from demise
A rift from the pride, a drift from the side
Feel that breeze, you already have a gust
Please just trust: just shake the dust
[Chorus]
Lose one, let go to get one
Left one, lose some to win some
There's no need to question it: this is how we're answerin'
Find one, hold on to give one
Right one, win one to lose none
Story of a champion, sorry we are champions
We got one.
Monday, August 8, 2011
Women
[Verse 1]
Sexy, funny, smart, no I don't play those parts
But know that my art comes straight from the heart
Because when I rhyme, I'm never weaponless
I recite with the fury of 19 hundred feminists!
Never minaj, but I speak real witty
So pretty girls, makes me aw-shucks kind of like Mickey
When the eve is at hand, I grasp yours real tight
And of course leave you with a kiss goodnight
You see the twinkle in my left eye? Too polite?
Well I'd rather have this than to argue and fight
I heard that you should never fall in love with a poet
I'm not that or a rap act, just a guy and a way to show it
So I use this muse so maybe I can amuse
Or bemuse the fuse into going before I lose
Light it off ladies, you deserve this true,
Here are the matches: this is for you
[Chorus]
These boys keep coming up to me
Fronting like they want to meet
Flattering, but you've got to see
Want me, you gotta play for keeps x2
Don't come up to me with just talk
I want someone who can walk that walk
More than a penny for my thoughts
There's no price-tag, I can't be bought
So make it so I cannot
Forget about you
[Verse 2]
Marilyn Monroe flow, I go with a curtsy
Curse me, first see, I blow like the Windy City
Cold like snow, I know I'm foe to ice
But what I write is Mother Teresa Nice
Though coupled with the wrath of a hundred suffragettes
I beget the regrets on past sets like cigarettes
With a Mona Lisa smile, I charm the audience
Looks can kill? Well I might body it
I go Delano, Theodore, check my metaphor
But I run this behind the scene like Eleanor
Fly in Chinese is pronounced Fei
So beyond say I'm Tina Fey the way I word play
Mama told me there'd be days like this
So I took lessons out of that grocery list
And when she told me everyday to feel blessed
I know it's because she made me the best
[Chorus]
These boys keep coming up to me
Fronting like they want to meet
Flattering, but you've got to see
Want me, you gotta play for keeps x2
Don't come up to me with just talk
I want someone who can walk that walk
More than a penny for my thoughts
There's no price-tag, I can't be bought
So make it so I cannot
Forget about you
[Verse 3]
Impossible, improbable, going past unstoppable
Love is such a foolish thing: improvable
How remarkable are those articles?
Analyze until the demise of the last particle
I keep like O'keeffe, I'm a night time thief
Sneaking in the rose garden while you sleep
Wack lyrics are like Zubats, I only repel
But I can tell I know it like the sky's infinite inkwell
I'm in the top five like Chanel, but hell
I'm a beast on these books, sounds like a bell
I'm aerial as I move on past the verials
Don't have burials, I'm beyond secretarial
Sipping jasmine tea so I don't wake sleeping beauties
I'm getting more money than Zelda: rupies
So sheik as I geek on these tracks
But bring it back, my heart is arrest: cardiac
[Chorus]
These boys keep coming up to me
Fronting like they want to meet
Flattering, but you've got to see
Want me, you gotta play for keeps x2
Don't come up to me with just talk
I want someone who can walk that walk
More than a penny for my thoughts
There's no price-tag, I can't be bought
So make it so I cannot
Forget about you
Sexy, funny, smart, no I don't play those parts
But know that my art comes straight from the heart
Because when I rhyme, I'm never weaponless
I recite with the fury of 19 hundred feminists!
Never minaj, but I speak real witty
So pretty girls, makes me aw-shucks kind of like Mickey
When the eve is at hand, I grasp yours real tight
And of course leave you with a kiss goodnight
You see the twinkle in my left eye? Too polite?
Well I'd rather have this than to argue and fight
I heard that you should never fall in love with a poet
I'm not that or a rap act, just a guy and a way to show it
So I use this muse so maybe I can amuse
Or bemuse the fuse into going before I lose
Light it off ladies, you deserve this true,
Here are the matches: this is for you
[Chorus]
These boys keep coming up to me
Fronting like they want to meet
Flattering, but you've got to see
Want me, you gotta play for keeps x2
Don't come up to me with just talk
I want someone who can walk that walk
More than a penny for my thoughts
There's no price-tag, I can't be bought
So make it so I cannot
Forget about you
[Verse 2]
Marilyn Monroe flow, I go with a curtsy
Curse me, first see, I blow like the Windy City
Cold like snow, I know I'm foe to ice
But what I write is Mother Teresa Nice
Though coupled with the wrath of a hundred suffragettes
I beget the regrets on past sets like cigarettes
With a Mona Lisa smile, I charm the audience
Looks can kill? Well I might body it
I go Delano, Theodore, check my metaphor
But I run this behind the scene like Eleanor
Fly in Chinese is pronounced Fei
So beyond say I'm Tina Fey the way I word play
Mama told me there'd be days like this
So I took lessons out of that grocery list
And when she told me everyday to feel blessed
I know it's because she made me the best
[Chorus]
These boys keep coming up to me
Fronting like they want to meet
Flattering, but you've got to see
Want me, you gotta play for keeps x2
Don't come up to me with just talk
I want someone who can walk that walk
More than a penny for my thoughts
There's no price-tag, I can't be bought
So make it so I cannot
Forget about you
[Verse 3]
Impossible, improbable, going past unstoppable
Love is such a foolish thing: improvable
How remarkable are those articles?
Analyze until the demise of the last particle
I keep like O'keeffe, I'm a night time thief
Sneaking in the rose garden while you sleep
Wack lyrics are like Zubats, I only repel
But I can tell I know it like the sky's infinite inkwell
I'm in the top five like Chanel, but hell
I'm a beast on these books, sounds like a bell
I'm aerial as I move on past the verials
Don't have burials, I'm beyond secretarial
Sipping jasmine tea so I don't wake sleeping beauties
I'm getting more money than Zelda: rupies
So sheik as I geek on these tracks
But bring it back, my heart is arrest: cardiac
[Chorus]
These boys keep coming up to me
Fronting like they want to meet
Flattering, but you've got to see
Want me, you gotta play for keeps x2
Don't come up to me with just talk
I want someone who can walk that walk
More than a penny for my thoughts
There's no price-tag, I can't be bought
So make it so I cannot
Forget about you
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