I'm gettin' back into my dish flow The running water helps my thoughts grow My hands move automatic and my head goes wherever it wants watch out for average Joe I never knew I had it in me to get down and scrub all the messy aftermath of your daily grub but when I tried it out, found that in the kitchen there's a lotta love They knew I was broke, so they gave me free subs. I worked outta gratitude. That was the right attitude. Pretty soon, in the dish pit, I was the baddest dude. Set the mood in the back without bein' rude to the customers out there enjoying their food. Never wooed any servers but I made 'em smile made the dish pit relaxing so they could chat awhile. Didn't spit bile about managers or fuckin' Kyle. Just scrubbed on the tiles with the mind of a child. I whiled away the hours in thought without pot. Though I'm not opposed to the herb, still think I ought to have periods where instead of smoke I scrub a pot. I know I repeated a rhyme, but fuck you that was hot. I'm gettin' back into my dish flow The running water helps my thoughts grow My hands move automatic and my head goes wherever it wants watch out for average Joe I throw a rack on the sink and it's off we go. Grab a hose and initiate the neuro-flow. All I know becomes an entertainment show. Seeds I sow get watered and I begin to row down the thought streams, drain 'em if they're not clean. Tear out the rotten beams on all my forgotten dreams. Clean up my mental kitchen. Scrub away the stale bitchin'. Troubleshoot whatever's glitchin' with my spooky midnight witchin' I'ma sitcha down later when the kitchen is closed, tell you all about the stories that I just composed In my dome before I get home and pen it in my tome When I am all alone and nobody can tell me to tone it down or bitch about loud sounds or ground me downtown, only place I'm allowed to clown Dammit, I said clown, the Juggalos found me. Peek-a-boo, Faygo fam, now gather all around me. I'm gettin' back into my dish flow The running water helps my thoughts grow My hands move automatic and my head goes wherever it wants watch out for average Joe (Guitar solo)

Five is the new time to wrack and attack all the readily made rhymes that sit in the back of your chemically glazed minds. You huff and you puff but you cannot attack mine. Like Illuminati you Look at my weak spots, hoping I'll crack like gullible tiny tots who buy all your records I've seen your kind a lot. You boast and you brag of Almost getting shot, well here *gunshot* Firin' blanks, psych! But now you can see what flirtin' with death is like. It's not what it seems. It keeps you up at night, gets into your dreams. Is all that worth the mic? You see what I mean? Fuck the dudes that tell you better get strapped. Your life's in danger? Well, you fell in the trap, cuz every line you sell, the trigger is tapped And now you live in hell because of your rap. Next time around, maybe you'll think about All the hateful sounds that came from your tinkerin' Drivin' kids down the road to the clinker Your souls are hellbound (He said with a wink) Nope! Get outta my head, your lies are past! cuz Lucifer is dead, I battled his ass and every word I read and heard in class is all he ever said, so I told the masses Make your own words! I just started Writing in Purple and I just farted. Go be absurd, go to wal mart and drop a fake turd in a shopping cart. Do something new to make a splash before your date is due and you turn to ash It don't gotta be a coup, it could be a bash, but work's important too, so get off your ass! Life is a game, but the rules are never the same Twice and it can sometimes be lame, but we all get beat don't be ashamed. Never let no one call you dumb, doom you to a bottle of rum, you can be much more than a bum, if you concentrate... Back in my school yard, all of the kids were Out playing cards, not looking up vids where bums on xanny bars get curb kicked The internet's gone too far, where's the off switch? I'm growing terrified of all the rage the internet barely hides on every page It eats me up inside that I live in an age where either you pick a side or get minimum wage. So I made my own, the side of the man Who's tired of bein' alone, without a plan. Because the seeds I sown produced a plant Of species unknown, that got banned. Never again, y'all, if you got something relevant to us all or a beat that's bumpin' Come give me a call, I'm a thought dump I'll look in my crystal ball like Poke Runyon. Tell you whether or not you got a hit And show you the rough spots to fuck with it. I'll teach you to take your thoughts and bit by bit Go fight the battle I fought with bullshit. Sixty four lines is not enough space to tackle all the binds that shackle our race. We can't stay blind to the lies in our face that everything is fine or this song is a waste. Don't believe the teachers tellin' you how The good life's out of reach, so grab a towel. It's only meant to leech your personal power, so go and find your niche, and call her a cow. Make your own school, and make the teachers people you think are cool, not fuckin' preachers. Open up the pool beneath the bleachers. Just don't act a fool. You're a knowledge seeker. Life is a game, but the rules are never the same Twice and it can sometimes be lame, but we all get beat don't be ashamed. Never let no one call you dumb, doom you to a bottle of rum, you can be much more than a bum, if you concentrate...

I like to play with my brain a lot, and I don't care if it's a toy or not. Neurochemicals have always fought for Control of my thoughts, but I knew I ought to take command, stick to the plan Takin' my chemistry back from the man. Crew that I ran with dug on insanity If we saw vanity, you would get banned. Courage unshakable, no drug untakable, We would get down to the Deep Mind. When we got off of it, words of the prophets Always just seemed to repeat mine. Center of everything, right there in front of me When you have seen it, you'll know what it done to me. You can make fun of me all that you want, homie. When you go crazy, you're gonna run to me! I don't know what sober means. Didn't I just eat some beans? What's a food and what's a drug? Ask my teachers, they just shrug. WIll this acid boil my brain, or will it help me be sane? No one knows cuz they won't let us play with our chemistry sets. Pressure is building everywhere. Makin' it harder to live as a square. Burdens they bear, with nobody there cuz nobody cares about their tupperware. They got me scared for the future of people. They swallow each lie that leaks under the steeple. Just because somebody looks solemn and regal don't mean what they do off the pulpit is Legally speaking, I don't wanna get in hot water. I ain't tryin' to put tabs on your tongue, or dose your daughter, but you oughta check your brain for neuroses, once you've caught 'em, your whole outlook can start to change, like leaves in autumn, like BAM! I'm in triplet time again. Found a new pattern of rhyme again. Damn, it's that played out line again. Running it through the rewinder again! I don't know what sober means. Didn't I just eat some beans? What's a food and what's a drug? Ask my teachers, they just shrug. WIll this acid boil my brain, or will it help me be sane? No one knows cuz they won't let us play with our chemistry sets.

First look at your body, how's it make you feel? Then ask yourself are those feelings really real? Who's asking all these questions? That reveals the plane of thought, then I ask myself what turns those wheels? On the heels of a life changing discovery Looking up at the strings got a hold of me. I believe that belief makes the man and I see How I work, won't shirk just cuz I'm free. I'm a self-employed servant of the world! Swine or beauty, y'all are welcome to my pearls. Don't move a lot, but I been doing thought curls! You don't believe me, just give this a whirl. So far we've found, something's lookin' at your thoughts. You don't know what it is, but you know what it's not. It couldn't be another thought cuz then again we're caught In the observation loop that you just fought Well I don't know about you, but I know I Am I. I know it's not a lie, because I'm askin' why. And only I can guide the fire in my mind. Don't have to sign a line, for what is really mine! I'm a self-employed servant of the world! Swine or beauty, y'all are welcome to my pearls. Don't move a lot, but I been doing thought curls! You don't believe me, just give this a whirl. Everybody in the world is named I, But nobody wants to question why. Everybody in the world is named I! But nobody wants to question why! I Am I, but why?

I'm declaring a mind war against all the lie stores Who create the iWhores who soon become eyesores Who laugh because I'm poor. While they eat their five courses I gather my forces building a mind vortex, And of course sex, is on my mind sometimes but rhyme is fine till I find the kinda blind passion I possess Power to manifest, embark upon great quests and tackle emotional tests, till you rise above the rest. I tend to assess people on a different scale than most males rather than seduction or impale, mine goes in between to listen or regale, I don't succeed or fail, I'm only here to tell the tale. I haven't been nailed in four years (Poor dear!) Yeah, yeah I know the drill. Thanks for all the fake tears. My only fear is I won't find a girl here to help me make a child so that I can help the future steer. My head's clear, and I know what I'm here for. I clear stored up energy and free it from its fear source. I hear forces in the air spreading ear torture boring into my friends as their creativity ends My mental lens is distorted at a lucky angle Evolution solved a tangle, now let's make a hit single. I had to wrangle lotsa chemicals but once I learned to angle for the good thoughts, I saw just why the carrot dangles. The new fangled approach is just the old ways takin' on a new face because the world's a new place. We're in a race with our reverse transcriptase. That's a molecule that ties your DNA's shoelaces. Medical mazes aside, we're on the social plane. Our decisions only reside in what our little brain perceives and reacts to in order to appear sane. It fears the flame of knowledge cuz it's not built to handle the strain. Cuz I don't need you to stay sane I've found another way Brains are toys with which I play Mainly cuz they called me crazy (Crazy, CRAZY!!!) There's no dread in my mind of bein' lonely. It's only illusory you're always in your own dream. Your lone means of escape is to remotely Observe the shape of your mind, but better keep it low key. The soul tree has got some vines in its outer foliage I got me some hedge clippers, can I just get paid in knowledge? I don't need sex or money, just pay for my college. Because apparently I need it just to be acknowledged. Give me a cottage in deep woods, that's all I need. Let me go outside and grow myself some dank weed And some other seeds to feed myself and silently lead the masses to the future from the book of nature I read. Don't believe my lies, I'm just a regular guy I'm blind, I just watch the thoughts go by. I'm high! I could be a spy to guide you into shady ties With the kinda risin' threats that buy you prison time! My thoughts are lined with programs like toejam. They look and smell nasty when you gotta go at 'em with both hands and grope rancid memories. Hope can't Save you from the dope dance involved in psychocancer. You gotta lance it. Believe me it hurts, but at least when it's done, you'll feel better, not worse and when the hearse comes for you, you'll be better attuned to the room you enter once you're done observing the nurse. Cuz I don't need you to stay sane I've found another way Brains are toys with which I play Mainly cuz they called me crazy (Crazy, CRAZY!!!)

You own the night, you own the day, so go and live 'em up your own way Cuz you're the only one who can press pause on this play, so just do what your soul say. Lookin' out my window, I see darkness and despair, but when I open it up, I get a breath of mountain air. I suck it in, like the nectar of the gods in the sky! I know they're nothing without us, and our power to decide. We do our own thang, just like Funkadelic sang If everybody's goin' for yin, I'll spit a little bit of yang. Make a bang not a buck, it'll balance your karma. Then your lack of distraction'll build a natural dharma. If all this buddha talk is hurtin' your ears, then it's clear Your worldview is operatin' on foundations of fear. I shed tears for my peers who build their cages and walls around their minds instead of heedin' mother nature's call. It's always possible to take a sledge hammer to your brain. That's what meth does, kids, but it can drive you insane. Myself, I recommend just opening a door to your dreams. Your wakin' soul may be controlled, but sleep is more than it seems. You own the night, you own the day, so go and live 'em up your own way Cuz you're the only one who can press pause on this play, so just do what your soul say. A cold day, no help from the sun's rays. Warehouse empty, and my dreams boilin' over on the stage. I feel rage, when somebody gonna open my cage? I pray to Mars and shake the bars, but I get minimum wage! Sociophage, an assassin to the Mores of the age. I blow a dart into the heart of your facebook pages. The sages fortold that we were gonna start bein' bold when our identity was threatened by the vice of the old. The ice it was cold, that froze our hearts and painted 'em gold. And boxed 'em up with a bow and down the river were sold. Art degenerates from commentary down to a babble and so I dabble in the forces that give shape to the rabble and break the shackles so their minds can be enabled to travel between the thought structures with the lost language of Babel. We got the tools to create a new reality grid. Let's see what happens when the two polarities have a kid. You own the night, you own the day, so go and live 'em up your own way Cuz you're the only one who can press pause on this play, so just do what your soul say. Mystical musings aside, it's a brand new day. Don't let my ramblin' confuse you or lead you astray. I'm just lettin' words flow through. That doesn't mean that they're true. I just won't let them corrode in my brain. This pen don't listen to me. I'm just lettin' it be free. It takes its orders from the source of my pain! You own the night, you own the day, so go and live 'em up your own way Cuz you're the only one who can press pause on this play, so just do what your soul say.