Getaway Car (feat. Cage)

A yo, I send this to all of my corporate

Corpses tryin' to abort the thoughts of coming out wildn'

Dumbin' out time to off the office, I was surely sorta

Twisted, worked at a TV studio, an audio assistant, easy

Do my duty though at times was in a mean mood

Hot I gotta be cool, on the brink of fiend's drool

Glaring at the green room, made a brother the same color

But beyond neon, pushin' me to peon, barkin' at dreams to be gone

Tending to the talent and many they haven't any

Was especially a challenge when he be like goddamit

Can he hear his vocal as he cuffin' it, "How my mic sound?"

Thinkin' on the low it's perfect when he put the mic down

Clown stand steady grillin' wanting subservience

Sound man buryin' thinkin' I'd fuckin' murder them

And I'm steamin' as I'm watchin' duke, leavin' on some hot pursuit

I gotta win as these cats be modelin', what not to do?

6 In the morning and the walls close in

High noon calls and the walls own him

Kings at the ready know the walls won't win

Storms on the harbor like a harbinger of gore

Gore is my harbinger, pardon the art of war

Get your doors darkened by the house of card carpenters

Who never thought a slave could be a sparticus and more

Pencil sharpener with a resume for the carnivores

Who take important conference calls in corner office walls

Still a buck is a buck and he punch numbers five punch

Just say no to company functions and he duck into the dungeons

Nothing says, "Kill it" like a day of fetching

Paper-clips and staplers for the privileged

Two lives one is chores for whores, one is

Where I want to be when you begin regretting yours

And I poured in with a large coffee

Tardy every morning to a man who

Took authority beyond what it was for

How you gonna pay the rent day job free?

Make rap records, matter of fact, thanks, peace

In a hospital gown day off

From being tied down in recreation

Swinging a paddle at mental patients

Raping the competition to smother the pain and sin

So he pounds you out in table tennis like Wang Liqin

Too strange within just to stop demented interactions sleep

And thoughts documented

He's lingering insane paint thinner in his vein

Colors blown out around the doctors finger

In his brain with a needle unable to beat him

In a fetal position he crafted a path to escape his condition

Would cling to the white walls the psych halls in his mind

Soon bled the words he would speak to the world in time

But not before more injections strapped to the bed

Until the psycho-tropics took hold of the rap in his head

When his wrists released he wrote tunes you could snoop through

Day of release said depart from me I never knew you