Reel Estate

There's 7 beer bottles in the back of my brain

I see clearly there be nothing but pain

Upon this path

There's blackberry hedges and crap

Hornet's nests, spider webs and well-hidden bear traps

And damn dude, there's rattlesnake traces and moose tracks

Turn around, plants grow so fast, can't turn back

And if I can't turn around,

And I can't keep going,

And I can't stay put,

and I can't get below it,

And I can't get above it,

And I can't knock it down,

Urgh, man, open up my mouth and make a sound,

Like urraggghaaarrrgghhhurraa

(La la la la la la la la la)

Uragurharrruuuugghhhhhhh

(La la la la la la la la la)

Yo, there's nothing to lose,

there's no life after death,

Believe in the here and the now

And there's nothing left

Conceive with my mind

It's the power of human breath

Achieve the sublime at the moment when I confess

As I drop these rhymes with Optimus

My opticals are telling me secrets

Exposing MCs' weaknesses

Peep this, I'm making miracles like Jesus

The book of Genesis is an outline of what my thesis is

I can't sing, I can't even rap

So for now I'll throw some punchlines all over this track

And ask where's the heat in Seattle underground?

Made a pact with autobeats and we took on the town

Now I got a gang of chinese on their feet

Telling me that I'm the shit while they bootleg my beats

Saw my first mix tape for sale on the street

Next to a fubu t-shirt and some broccoli beef

Suddenly I'm the one committing crimes

Like selling mix tapes that happen to be mine

But that's fine

At least my job is getting done

Expansion of the English language phase one

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(I'm taking up space on this Earth ...)

The population rises

There's no surprises

So what's it worth?

Hey yo, I'm grounded, more solid than the earth that be under you

I can corner the market on mic chords

And these music awards and dope tours

But I wouldn't give one to you

In fact I heard smoking crack was quite fun to ya.

Your flows be so dumb it's like you're rapping by numbers

And if you wanna hang among us, bot I'll have something done to you.

Here's a first class ticket on space shuttle Columbia

Up next it's your solar plexus over Texas

Ya be the broken one

As guilty as a smoking gun

Lyrics weighing a tonne

Starting pandemonium

I used to flow for fun

Now it's paying bills

Still tripping off these ill MCs and purple pills

Will they stop testing me?

Hell no, because my lyrics be

Making critics drop like leprosy

Peak game from the notorious Optimus team

About to make you stage dive into the northwest scene

Hey yo, I wake up, I eat, I excrete

I take up space on the street then go to sleep

What's different? I think

Y'all floatin' but I sink.

It's kinda dirty down here

But I dig it and don't drink.

Cos I'm all alone

I'm never letting anybody in

I'm never going through that kind of torment again

Forget it, consider that just water underneath the bridge

Deal with that, cope with that, and we'll see how you live

I know I never talk to you about my life, it's my pride I guess

My best friend has got me stressed, it's a real mess

I've got a complex, but maybe it's just too complex

The reason why English is feeling all these ill effects

My girl suspects, but she don't know the half of it

I've already quit on living life, yo I'm through with it

Always asking what's up, why I'm so depressed

Try to tell her what's going on, but it's useless

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