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Date Posted: 11:07:47 12/10/11 Sat
Author: Vice Verser
Subject: Toss Me Under

I hate waking up to this
Escort me to the nearest bus and toss me under it
They eat it up like Mickey D's, not hard to see, ya lovin' it
I get mad at pop culture and fed up with the government
Sometimes I just wanna flip, I can smell death approaching
Someone'll say it's my upper-lip, it's such a trip
Maybe I don't want it to end
I'll air out all my thoughts in public
Can we be lovers and friends?
I'm stubborn as they come, you'll have to tell me again
Bring life support, this body of work could fail me again
we gotta make it to Heaven, we go through Hell just to win
Even then I feel like my soul is uneasy
The fantasy lingers in the air just to tease me
Caught up in wishful thinking, I need a personal Genie

Toss me under, I'll drown in that coldwater
Toss me under, get it reduced to manslaughter
Toss me under 'cause it's a righteous offer
Toss me under, pretend the stars are skywalkers

Think they're gonna blow the trumpets, can you hear the flutes?
Felt like we ran marathons, turns out we barely moved
You'll say I go about without a cre, should I be scared of you?
The backlash of a generation spared the truth
Dammit dude, the star of the film killed the camera crew
I thought like an assassin with attributes of an animal
Catch .22, I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't
I'm a rational man, this time my hand was provoked
Stressed out at the drawing board, perfecting my penstroke
While other rappers argue 'bout who got the best dope
The doomsday clock expired, everybody let's go
If I die to day I know that Heaven has a ghetto

Toss me under, I'll drown in that coldwater
Toss me under, get it reduced to manslaughter
Toss me under 'cause it's a righteous offer
Toss me under, pretend the stars are skywalkers

Right into the fire, fresh out the frying pan
I ain't lying man, me to you is Bishop to Radamas
Labeled an underdog but I don't bark much
Doing my own thing, public opinion says your art sucks
Heard you got a soft ass, back pockets full of hard luck
If rap don't work, fuck it, I'll rob an armored truck
Vampire reflection, no way you could ever see me
Go Archie Bunker on these faggots, I refuse to be PC
Gotta one-track mind, at times I refuse to be 3D
Wanna reach my level but you can't get up like E.D.
Loud-mouths anf hot-heads get their neck snapped
If the streets called you, you'd prolly text back.

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