The Long Road
[Intro]
I don't deserve this...
To die like this...
I’ll see you in hell... yeah
[Verse]
Yeah
Me and you gon' take a rideout to the countryside
All we got is a full tank and some rusty knives
I'ma pull up at a disguise kind of close to those guys
That’s looking around and we're just gonna slowly drive by
There's a duffel in the back whatever you do, don't lose that
And if you do lose it, don't come back
Is chaos to your liking?
Do you find revelations exciting?
Tell me that's not why your smiling?
Alexa, can you tell Siri to explain
To Billy the barn hop the steery while I adjust the mirror
So I can ask myself
"Do I still look like a nigga? Well do I?"
Hybrid probes, surveillance for survivalist nodes
In survival mode, battle rapping on the side of the road
May I pose to share, your wood burning stove in the cold
See I am old and cannot muster the strength from my bones
The island of Dr. Moreau is not a place you would like to go
But I can take you there after the show
Yo, the pain Alzheimers in my brain, can't remember my name
I shit the bed, then ran out of depends
Yo, I'm a mess, o Lord, please show me mercy
I traded my water Berkey for a slice of turkey
The rhymes, the patterns and interactions
Between these two passions
Have given me the freedom that I’m after
There’s only very little I can say to you now
100,000 bars or more could probably take me awhile
You will soon find death on a dry river bed in Tibet
I keep that out back in my shed
Stay out of trouble, but live a little, go piss off the side of your vessel
Then go back to fixing the whistle on your kettle
Something they don't teach
The algae will eat away at the bare feet that walk on Pebblestone beach
The voice of my muse asked me when we could meet
I was confused when my muse leaned forward and kissed my cheek
My writers block was released, pussy was so sweet
My pen stood up by itself and started to write like a beast
Sorcery, every molecule in my body talks to me
On this long road, my muse walks with me
Aluminum thirtied pin, extraordinarily thin
Nicely snug, subcutaneously under the skin
I always lose, but I’d love to win, maybe this time this is it
Nothing to do with that rhyme wizard shit
This is about my muse, I myself have nothing to prove
Hip-hop is a tool that I use
I talked to Jay Z, I met with Lyor
I pretty much done it all, I couldn't agree more
The continuity of thuggin' shit
Straight up sucker shit
That ain't gon’ last long
In this New World government
Diplomacy is everything, speak with integrity
Know who you in the room with, be quiet for clarity
If you ever embarrass me there can be no parody
I'll punch you in your appleseed and run when you come after me
My muse is so classy, she take me down to the haberdashery
After morning tea time with the family
(Patois)
Notty dread
I'ma beat you wit a had or a bread an not a ed
Any pussy who a test me, dead