rap2

rap between the gap
that bit between the twat
thats all i've got

do it with your left hand
the virgin
till I got RSI
and blind in one eye

Jaded and faded
thats how I feel for this whole fight
thats when you gotta show heart
sitting at a laptop rapping to the dark

I don't mean to scare
my old person friend
my ups and downs
whisps of echos in your ecg

beaten she is not
eaten she maybe
for rooting is the season
and have I ever needed a reason

We gotta find better things to do with our time
rapping till it happens and nobody is left to dry


time to rhyme, a time to steal a helecopter and fly
time to slide in time to the hip happening rhyme
kids before you die

helecopter teeny bopper
whatdya call me
this helecopter packs heat
and sure as hell mark walburg wont stop me

I am somewhere
just don't know where it is
it is a dome around my house that is in walking breadth
cut off by the occasional building

message
this is the new age
the age of the cage
the one in which the good try and escape

sitting behind a fern in the jungle
looking for a victim
packing a ak 47
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr

sometimes I wonder about my head
I wonder if the tension will ever be left
and I live a happy life where I can rest

capasity is how full
how full the bath can be
how full you can pour your scotch
capasity is how much I can stand
you fucking bitch

busting it out in front of the cop shop
I done a mad one
didn't get put in jail
nothing to be scoffed at
one mad cat

strength of my hand
curled in a ball
unmoving
while my eyes twitch
so does my sole

many days put away in the sad place
never sending a letter to say
it was your face that drove me
to that special space

joints that I have smoked
just like when I be forty and I can find loverly ways to kill the time after I smoke the tree

sleep baby, time for sleep.