Dancedancedance - Intellectual

Pocket full of pennies

Spend them all on a wish

Sophisticated ignorance belligerent for the bliss

We semi witted, uh

My semi split it, uh

I'm getting feti all these thoughts turn my brain to spaghetti

In come confetti, celebrating like we just won game 6

She look upsetting

But I'm betting that she stick to the shifts

I stick a serpent to her lips, rehearse the sermon like this

I pray to God, pray to God, pray to God, pray to God

Pray to God that the devil never enter temple

I was built with the metal

Realized that I was born special

Same time that I found out that they been holding me like Geppetto

Cut the string to the meadow

In come the roses like hello

We live to die, the suit and tie

Consume the youth when they fried

To scared of 9 to 5s instead we light the j and get high

Philosophize about the dreams we had before we arrived

Into the game that we see played already, oh what a life

Oh what a time

What a day

What a lie that they tried

To spit into the face of all the people right to they eyes

Good thing the third eye never blind

Step off the ledge and you fly

Or so they say

Til the ground bloody muddy okay

Fucking with the kid

Better come with the strap

Better come with grenades

Better come with a map

Under cover squid

Keep the ink on the stack

Bloody red as the dollars

That she keep on her lap

And she dance

Dance

Like the devil

In the pale moon light

What a life in the ghetto

When you

Dance

Like the devil

In the pale moon light

What a life in the ghetto

Cuz we not really scared to show guns

Doping off the feeling of no funds

We not really scared of no one

All I see a phonies

All Joseph Konies

I'm well enthused

Too sick of living in blues

Feeling grey from the goose

Been sipping praying for bread

This is Donald mixed with Daffy

This is all the shit my Papy never told me

Bout the bitches and the commas and the caddy's

All the dick riders, all the pick pockets who commit fires

I don't kick biased

I don't stick sides, I'm a slick virus I just prick minds with

All the slick thoughts that I rip off top I rip

Rip ribbit, get with it

Dead frogs admit it

All the bars going over your head

Still bounce with it

I'm in it, I never do this shit

I'm feeling infinite, like I dont give a shit about it

Everybody wanna run they mouth, as if they ain't doubt it

Fucking with the kid

Better come with the strap

Better come with grenades

Better come with a map

Under cover squid

Keep the ink on the stack

Bloody red as the dollars

That she keep on her lap

And she dance

Dance

Like the devil

In the pale moon light

What a life in the ghetto

When you

Dance

Like the devil

In the pale moon light

What a life in the ghetto