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Awwww yeah
It ain’t Mr. Ed neither baby
Come give me my sponge bath
It’s time for the percolators
Nurse, hand me my robe
The ruler’s back
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Before we get this started, let me explain it
There’s a horse in the hospital
And he’s got a worm in his popsicle
The surgeons are bewildered
The nurses are confused
The patients are delighted
Doctors don’t know what to do
It’s a medical mystery
A rare time in history
There’s a horse in the hospital
And it’s time to sneak him out
Sneaking out the hospital
Sneak him out the back door
Play decoy, kick em my rap lore
Weekend at Bernie’s style
My turn style Murder wild
Hypnos with the glasses
Licking toads on they asses
I shot the fascist with a poison dart
Blew it out a straw straight to his heart
Played out like a work of art
They tried to feed me to the sharks
The marks, the Penelope’s
Got me on camera and you could tell it’s me
You see the predicament
My future looking excrement
It’s getting Old Testament
And I ain’t Jay Z with the Jewish lawyers
But I got crazy warriors
It ain’t over jack
I saw you by the entrance smoking crack
Mutant muthafuckers need their potion back
It’s only rap
Oh, shit! There’s a horse in the hospital
Alien wizards from the 8th dimension
You can’t touch me or my henchmen
Big belly, still hop over fences
I’m coming out the gate swinging
From jump street
Slice your face like lunch meat
Punks can’t compete, they get beat down
There’s a 3 pound bullet in the sky bud
What’s the first rule of fight club?
Don’t forget it
Swimming through the crowd towards the exit
I’m Robert Paulson
I’m a space monkey riding a rocket
I ain’t happy to see ya, that’s a gun in my pocket
Picture of me and my wife in locket, I kiss it before war
Cop the 44
Contemplate my direct fate coming of late
Oh shit! There’s a horse in the hospital!
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Here comes the dark
Wearing a goalie mask and a backpack past
Hickey on his neck run a 40 yard dash
High school hero, gas tank on E
I ain’t afraid of no ghost, you can call on me
The super duper sex panther all that
Lex Luther with the bald cap
Fall back with the feedback son we don’t need that
Home of the cheesesteaks and greenbacks
Get it off the meat rack
I don’t dance, I just lean back
Do the rock away
Shoot a cop today
Spread love it’s the Brooklyn way
Don’t look away
Don’t change the channel
Come to the Burger King across from Sunoco for the rap battle
It was all so simple then
Talking bout the good ole days
Lost in the maze and the rat race
When Batman’s back breaks
My heart aches
Here comes the dark
Out for revenge like a raven in flight
The moonlit winters left death in its sights
The hospital song rang the gong through the night
All bark and even more bite
Let me set the scene
You rode floats and limousines
I stayed home within in a dream
The fire walked with me, hand in hand
Bogus poetry from a bogus man
Neighbor Dan and sailer Sam
Searched far and wide
But they weren’t prepared for what they found inside
Little Johnny frozen in the lake
Pizza in the EZ bake
Nightmares and flashbacks
See me in the goalie mask no longer holding onto the past
It’s the face we hide
Suicide couldn’t swallow my pride
I’m just along for the ride
Life is like a box, a cubicle
The feelings weren’t mutual
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There’s a horse in the hospital
There’s a worm in his popsicle
Doctors tried to operate
To remove the hate from his heart
That’s when my days got dark
It was 2016
Pockets on empty
I could feel it rumbling in my tummy
Time to wake up and get some money
Even though the world’s ugly
I got a girl to love me
And I love her too, maybe even more
Together we could never be bored
One day
You’ll learn there’s more than one way
It was November, the leaves were gone
So enraged I wrote a song
Thought about it all night long
Evil had won
What a web we spun
Oh, if I only had a gun
Like Travis Bickle
The Grimm Reaper with a sickle
Coleslaw and pink pickles
The flu game with double nickels
Follow the ripples
Trickle down economy never trickles to us
Down in New York riding the bus
They cried over the horse in the hospital
They tried to get the worm out of his popsicle
It didn’t work
Four more years of this jerk?
There’s a horse in the hospital
There’s a worm in his popsicle
It’s like a rock opera
Sent to shock ya
Boogie down Bronx ya
I hoped somebody would’ve shot ya
Locked ya in a cage
Ain’t that the new craze
But life keeps moving
Like a high school reunion
There’s a turd in the punch bowl
And I ain’t a Huxtable
Raised on Uncrustables
I’m unemployed
Finding things hard to enjoy
They’re drunk on fear
Homegirl sunk in her tears
From the big Apple to the city of angles
Our love was strangled
Hurt and mangled
When the leaves turn red and gold, to nimrods release day
Robbed Peter to pay Paul for Pete’s sake
In a grief state
The cheapskates on by
I had to make the song cry
Long kiss goodnight
Don’t let the bed bugs bite
I’ll be dancing on the White House lawn as it burns
The world turns
No one mourns the martyr, the fire starter
The skies got darker
But they turned a blind eye
Cut it off and let the mind die
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High 5 (feat. Vritra)
02:57
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Crack smoking donkey from outer space
Rap’s broken honky from powder lake
Black mags on my bike
Sad sack on the mic
Everything I seen made me everything I am
Every little dream tossed a penny in the sand
Take this number down on your hand
Give me a call
A real butter ball above the law
As so below
Road kill counting crows
Don’t push me cos I’m close
Like that movie happiness, just more morose
Comatose’d like a friendly ghost
Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Rope
Just enough to yolk yourself
From the city of the broken bell
America, the hopeless Hell
Help yourself
Health care gave me my first real scare
Headed to death when I got there
Funnel cake at the state fair
All the small things
Napoleon complex, all the small kings
The colors that fall brings
Red orange yellow
Hello?
Who’s this?
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Police brutality
Realists disconnected from reality
Tear gas in our eyes
When they gonna realize
Poets write songs to stay sane
From both sides of the brain
When the rain comes he could feel it in his bones
They got a love jones with hate
Fear mongering muthafuckers time to put em in their place
What you be calling the po po? The jakes, the one time
5-0 trying to take my sunshine
Punch in on the clocks
They got quotas, they got traffic stops
On the count of 3, say fuck the cops
Rubber bullets ain’t so soft
Revolution, we could pull it off
Riot gear vs the flower punks
He’s at trump towers having lunch
Watching tv put the blame on us
Mind washing disease
Who’s gonna police the police?
They’re like a crew
Do whatever they wanna do
Control the news and monitor our speech
We got cardboard, they got military grade weaponry
Why’s your police department got a tank?
Why are you bootlickers saying thanks?
Crack smoking donkey from outer space
Elephant man got a brand new face
Brass knuckles right say love, left say hate
Love the city but I hate the taste
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Glass Eyes
03:07
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See from another point of view
The God head anointed you
Shades of blue, various hues
Get a clue, buy a vowel
Who’s in denial now?
Smile down the barrel
You give a bad name to Christmas carols
I’m flying on an arrow
I’m coming out the mud
The all seeing sparrow ate too many bugs
Now it’s tummy aches
Now they’re saying my money’s fake
And I’m not welcomed in this store no more
Smorgasbord
God doesn’t want me for a sunbeam? Good
Why would she?
I’m a gluttonous pig stuffed on shame
Catholic guilt and teenage pain
The rain outside my window
Covered the sky with black rainbows
The same clothes as yesterday
Hung like jewels
Kiss the killing moon
I’m through being cool
Just a schmuck like anyone of us
Walk a mile in my shoes you might trip
You might step in dog shit
Glass eyes
Don’t even try
Don’t even know why
Some of us can fly
Some of us just won’t die
See from another point of view
Walk a mile in my shoes
You might trip
You might step in dog shit
Wash em off with a hose
From concrete grew a rose
Follow your nose
I wrote poetry in Portuguese by a dim lit candle
The truth, you can’t handle
Like Yoda
Life ain’t all about getting over
Sometimes you gotta get through
It ain’t some dinosaur bone sent to test you
The rest knew who did that
Push your lid back
Strive, live live, fuck 5, I want a 108 mics
A huffy race bike
Twin Peaks season 4
And so much more
Tales of the crypt plus tales of the pimps and whores
Gangsta rap boogie
Not long is how long it took me
You can’t shake me down, I’m not a rookie
If the projects due I’m playing hooky
Glass eyes
Don’t even try
Don’t even know why
Some of us can fly
Some of us just won’t die
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Here we are together on your hi-fi
A little piece of plastic with a hole
Earth people always think I’m Sci Fi
That’s because they ain’t got no soul
We don’t give a flying rats monkey
Down in Baltimore we rocked the brass flunky
Push the envelope like fed ex
It cost extra for the white label test press
Can’t touch me like MC Hammer
FBI at my door with the radar jammers
They tried to tap me up
Under covers wanna dap me up
Slap me and rough me up
They wanna cuff me up
What happened to peace?
What happened to freedom of speech?
They killed cornbread
Put a crown of thorns on his head
My uzi weighs a ton, I keep it under my bed
The wonder bread Smuckers jam and peanut butter
Make a fist with my hand and tell em cmon like Ed Lover
Time travel suffocating little baby hands
Dismantling billionaire boy bands
You care more about brands than people
I don’t give a damn about the lesser of two evils
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That's a Big Matzah Ball
03:12
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I always liked cheesesteak better than schnitzel
I don’t wanna go pop like a pimple
I’m the walking dead like Scott Gimple
Chocolate Ripple
I’m in the middle of the rocky road
Keep it all inside until I’m about to explode
Like dynamite
Living in retrospect, the king of hindsight
I gotta get right
Dollar taco nights
I don’t wanna be a macho man
I don’t wanna play guitar in a band
I wanna build you sand castles
Time warps and black holes
Long hugs and sad souls
Feel the tension
This isn’t a real dimension
Waiting on my idle hands that I had
Where did I go wrong like a disappointed dad
It’s a butterfly effect
That makes me check my head
Drown me in the water bed
You taught me it all without a poison apple
Quesadillas and peach Snapples
Wawa chocolate milk and trips of guilt
I cried when it spilt
Like marbles down the street
Into the sewer with the freaks
I’m a negative creep
Like Nirvana
You make me think of andromeda
Save a star for me
From New Jersey to Berlin Germany
I’m not in her league, I don’t play the game
Things change, they can’t stay the same
That’s progress
But I digress
I’m too smart to be happy in this world
I’ll hang myself cos I’m hung up on this girl
I told her I loved her and she laughed
And now I’m living in the past
That’s a big matzah ball
Just waiting to fall
Darling don’t you go and cut your hair
I’ll buy you funnel cake and lemonade at the fair
Maybe even win you a teddy bear
You told me to go but I was already there
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Anyway the Wind Blows
03:42
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Anyway the wind blows
It doesn’t matter to me
Suicidal tendencies
Make my brain warm like Hennessy
A smoking gun
I never was the chosen one
Lotus flowers, my soul’s sour
I gave you power
Kill myself within the hour
A change of heart couldn’t come sooner
If you heard I fell off it’s only just a rumor
If I had a tumor I’d name after you
The reason I feel so blue
Bluer than velvet was the night
You moved on, I saw the light
Burning bright like a tiger in flight
Flame so white
I scratched till it bled
My eyes saw red
My head spun around
Like a vegetable
I’m impregnable
Anyway the wind blows
It doesn’t matter to me
The pitter patter of little feet
The miracle and disaster meet
For the first time
Blurred lines
Anyway the wind blows
It doesn’t matter to me
Cos I’m through with the fussing and the fighting over you
You always find away to argue the truth
It’s a loophole
It’s fools gold
My minds made up
I can’t back down
Spin my head around like an exorcism
Thanks for your belligerent wisdom
I’m in a prism
You live off pessimism
And trust the system
Ducking prisons
Corporations get bailed
The whole things tastes stale
They failed us like a baby in a basket down the river
Well that baby’s getting bigger
And strong too
I think you messed with the wrong crew
The resistance is coming
Anyway you spin it, your still mind numbing
We drop lobotomy beats more faster than ya blink
I’m going after em with the kitchen sink
IRS could suck my books
Bring back the hook
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A friendly game of horse
Me and you
1+1=2
You could be my honey and I could be your boo
What do you wanna do?
I’m sniffing glue, black and blue
Love me true, love me do
Feelings so new
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There’s a horse in the hospital
There’s a worm in his popsicle
He seems to be the obstacle
Mission impossible
But is there more going down?
Look around, tear drops keep falling on my window
It’s more than a symbol or a catchy jingle
No radio friendly singles were harmed in the making of this riddle
You can leave the castle now Mr. Asshole
You left a big hassle
Judging the world unfairly and unjust
Maybe today you’re heart will combust
Oh, what a joy
For the sane little girls and boys
You’re no role model that’s for sure
Not even a bottle washed up on shore
You’re no mystery
It’s not the first time in history
Most certainly won’t be the last time
You try to break this heart of mine
Got a light?
Let it shine
The burger kings are all on fire
Riding in on a horse named desire
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