Pickin' the pockets o' pocketed people while poppin' the pop wit a pop gun
Better be better than better men bettin' upon a benign
Ballot for Banner the Bruce
Balanced by pickin' the proof
Bitter but bigger than big headed
Gasp
Speakin' o' pickin' the pocks are impeccably packin' a packet o' pack mules
Sackin' the city: a ballad of wickedness we couldn't follow with track zoom
Vacuums on the back of the little ones
Limited intimidation I feel
An opposite ratio reason to rhyme
But that ain't the purpose o' spittin' the verse when the virtual cause is to have a good time
Tick Tock Tick Tock
Camoed up animals and the inanimate adamantly are accustomed 'a cringe
Critical pickin's a part of the picture when cripples are cradled: a picketing binge
This little pig made it to market, the markin' o' parkin' and passin's a pinch
This is a cinch
Wait a second, there's something I missed, so
Free me from this fantasy
Reality is the masterpiece
The Master's been piecing together forever but evidently
An enemy anemone got Adam and Eve
By that I mean
The serpentine
Deceit stings
Humanity's livin' a bad dream
Warming up
Performing
Flicking the tongue so its dormancy
Gets interrupted: ignore it
You just ain't feelin' the way that it flies
Warming up
Performing
Flicking the tongue so its dormancy
Gets interrupted: ignore it
But this is the way that it drives, guys