a tin star on my vest i cock my sheriffs ruger/
im shooting and falling from the sky like a paratrooper/
im barely moving, but it feels like I'm a whirlwind/
85 bonnie and clyde me and my girlfriend/
still they tell me only death is certain/
so i ink the symbols of a shaman on my person/
i believe in healing feeling like I'm always workin/
but they call me lazy cuz they can't see my mind turning/
oh they feel my vibes and they'd miss me if i was truant/
I'm out of the inner circle a body worker i intuit/
far be it for me to see it and them do it/
heart beatin hard in this dark season of mens ruin/
ungh mother earth is bearing scar tissue/
the rape of land and sea why now i share these bars with you/
covered in concrete adhesions no movement/
like we are the legion of doom doomed to confusion/
I'm losing my grip on sanity/
I'm riding the ripple and I'm trapped in the middle of crippling vanity/
I'm on a journey thats far harder with plenty rations/
i carry cargo of marvels marble and pretty fashion
some lie and garble, stop the flow wit a pinching action/
I'm Hy Lombardo with Leonardo da Vinci passion/
I'm seeing stars go far my cites interactions/
are showing a knowing and understanding of whats really happenin/
brilliant factions living art while they kill at rapping/
our city's chilly but filled with illy like philly wrappers/
blunt full of kill top billing I'm feeling dapper/
Don Draper we all major you barely factors/
i may not agree with some peoples subject matter/
but ill put my region on my shoulders lift it to the rafters/
cuz i believe in the soldiers here thats getting drafted/
in the fight to make the northwest what is really cracking/
oh its a war heads impaled at the garrison/
sends a message clear words pale in comparison/
worlds turn burn and melt wax paraffin/
while my guitar gently weeps george harrison/
i wax poetic wax noetic ask the seraphim/
a band of angels and a band of merry men Errol Flynn/
a swashbuckler arrows aimed at healing/
im appealing to the core of feed the poor and fight the terrorists/
domestic, ruling body, chimericans/
obsessed with the club and the ice like Nancy Kerrigan/
I'm on my knees asking why why embarrassment/
is stopping us from offering love when we're aware of it/
im so prepared for it a shift from the cosmos/
i find myself with lost souls feel in like a fossil/
bone broken in my nostrils/
eyes swollen shut but still ill see u at the crossroads/
credits
from Est. 1985,
released December 21, 2012
Prod DJ Phinisey
Lyrics MC Hyphen8d
Original Song: Help Me I'm in Hell, NIN
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