52 Pick Up

(Kissing noises)
(Come here, come here, come here, right now
Come here)

Come here little rabbit, I'm going
To give you a treat, take a seat
I'd like to tell you a little story
About a boy he couldn't make ends meet
Not only that but he couldn't make
Sense out of the daily walk
Or the way we talk
Or how much though can be put
Into the price of advertising
I was watching him when he
Stepped forward to speak
Under the impression that he was
Just another local freak
Never would have guessed that he was capable
Of taking out a cluster of droids
Just to make noise
What some will do for attention
Sometimes it's too honorable to mention
And what we're dealing with here
Is a systems malfunction
Catching visions after the
Treasure was sunken
Not to be mistaken for a role-model husband
Because I'm only interested in fucking
Just my luck I'm a narcoleptic nympho
Petal to the metal with my
Dick hanging out the window
Anyway the wind blow it come ten fold
Must be the season of the info!
And sometimes I talk to the trees
I'm a dope fucking rapper
And I'm not trying to be abstract
I'm saying that
Hip-Hop is larger than the politics
The karma
And accessories you carry in your back pack
Oh, and by the way
Big thanks for all of the support
I'm amazed you all want to hear
What comes out of my mouth
And I still keep my finger nails short
So I don't tear your girlfriends
From the insides out now do you get it yet?
Well you will just hold still
And god bless the road kill
With an empty can of oatmeal
In case you're unaware
It's been a long time coming
A lot of mind numbing
Trying to climb something
I used to walk into this room unnoticed (yup)
And as buzzed as I was
You all was lost in my focus
And if I could keep from my knee to hurl
I would leap into your world
And feed my seed to your girl
Just to prove you've no clue as
To what your boo likes
But you got a good start
If you spell my fucking name right
So show the tag on your
Shirt that says bitch made (come on)
While I push the mental switch blade
Deep into your rip cage kill the stage
Sweat death have a drink
And piss ink fill the page and spit life
Just to make these kids think
See I came tonight to play
The role of Pipe Piper
But first I want to know
Who stole my lighter?
And while were at it, someone asked
"Who stole the soul?" i can smell food
But who's holding the bowl?
Let's take a little stroll
Through your tape collection
And check the UPCs to see
Who raped the essence yes it hurts
Because it's a business first
And it gets worst when you jerks
Let it get into your verse
And I still can't seem to adapt
But I'm a dope fucking rapper
And I'm not even trying to be abstract

And If I could fly, I'd lift you up
And take you into the sky, and she you Slug
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up
And take you into the air, and she you Slug
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up
And take you into the sky, and she you Slug
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up
And take you into the air, and she you Slug
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up
(And never seen)
And take you into the sky, and she you Slug
(Never, ever)
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up
(Never seen)
And take you into the air, and she you Slug
(Never, ever)
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up
(Never seen)
And take you into the sky, and she you Slug
(Never, ever)
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up
(Never seen)
And take you into the air, and she you Slug
(Never, ever) like you've never seen never
Ever never never (Pick it up, pit up)

Yo! I want to say peace to Christina Ricci
Sorry MURS I'm going to get that first