Half-Cocked Concepts

[00:26.79] First of all, Fuck Bush
[00:28.42] That's all, that's the end of it
[00:29.86] Second, give it up to R.S.E. for hookin' up a kid
[00:32.67] I got the two best, the newest plus the truest;
[00:34.85] Doomtree, Rhymesayers Entertainment (You know the name!)
[00:37.86] Rip the quality control, from your burrows to your borders
[00:39.80] Droppin' hot emcee's off balconies like Tony Rocky Horror
[00:42.97] The, uh, the baby-danglin', words hanglin'
[00:44.83] Hottest masturbatin' off the back of the neck of my soldiers' rhyme and
[00:48.10] P.O., you know the dirty one disturbing categories
[00:50.87] The matador in black, killin' bullshit allegories
[00:53.55] Provide the hurt, these other beastly storing stories make em'
[00:55.92] Get Up
[00:56.50] Get Down
[00:57.15] Get Up
[00:57.71] And Get Fucked Up
[00:58.87] I spray terms like throw-ups,
[00:59.81] I'm 'bout to spit a feelin'
[01:01.06] Cuz me and Turbo Nemesis are soon to be arthritic villains
[01:04.08] Still instillin' hatred,
[01:05.10] Laced with manifesto modes
[01:06.37] And our back beat's to beat your heart beat off beat
[01:08.70] Let's go
[01:09.73] Excuse me
[01:18.91] Just turn it on, and leave it runnin'
[01:20.71] Macin', nothin' of gunnin'
[01:21.98] Nothin' linin' our pockets
[01:23.10] We frontin' like Cool Runnings
[01:24.65] Somethin' so simple sparkin'
[01:25.95] We wait, but nothin's comin'
[01:27.05] Chrome in our fingertips, they eat shit, like faulty plumbin'
[01:29.45] Just games for days, busy bees makin' our honey
[01:32.28] And skee ball tickets still on count, it's real money
[01:34.32] It's somethin' so ridiculous,
[01:36.32] Funny, so fuckin' sick of this,
[01:37.63] Consistent lack of vision from children claimin' they listenin'
[01:40.38] Still I'm sittin' skits and laughin' while they all missin' this
[01:42.83] There's still songs about bitches, from 9/11 witnesses. (ha ha)
[01:45.40] So here I am in the Middle West
[01:47.62] The heart land ma' fucka
[01:49.33] Sippin' whole milk ma' fucka
[01:50.98] Our nights are colder right?
[01:52.87] Minnesota nights, but our frost-bitten fists
[01:54.45] For the smile stings twice so um,
[01:56.19] Fight or Flight
[01:57.13] Who gives a damn anyways?
[01:58.47] So make a fuckin' difference in these apathetic names
[02:00.96] (I tell 'em)
[02:01.75] Lean back, just relax, we tell 'em
[02:03.83] Get Up
[02:04.45] Get Down
[02:05.04] Get Up
[02:05.50] And Get Fucked Up
[02:06.66] We don't dance, we just pull up our pants, and then we,
[02:09.18] Get Up
[02:09.71] Get Down
[02:10.38] Get Up
[02:10.85] And Get Fucked Up
[02:11.81] (What, you want something like a cake? Want a Guinness or somethin'?)
[02:14.53] Get Up
[02:15.11] Get Down
[02:15.57] Get Up
[02:16.09] And Get Fucked Up
[02:17.09] Somethin' so ridiculous,
[02:18.19] Funny, so fuckin' sick of this,
[02:19.33] Consistent lack of vision from children claimin' they listenin'
[02:22.14] You look sick, homie eat a gun (I tell you (haha))
[02:24.58] I'ma eat a gun
[02:26.16] I look tired
[02:27.24] It's probably the insomnia
[02:28.40] I sleep like Tyler Durdan
[02:29.69] STICKIN' FEATHERS IN YOUR ASS DOES NOT MAKE YOU A CHICKEN!
[02:32.62] Holla if you hit the bottom runnin'
[02:34.18] A fool among the scholars
[02:35.45] Bumpin' somethin' about clubs, bubs, and hubs
[02:37.62] I got a message in a bottle
[02:38.91] Written in gas and oil
[02:40.42] Signed with a rag and a match
[02:42.09] Here Catch!
[02:43.07] Slap to rebel yell
[02:44.55] The rebels fell, embedded in brick
[02:46.24] Ain't no fuckin' marble memorial
[02:48.11] For pissed-off kids waitin' for desperate shicks
[02:50.45] Like Bronson, ain't got enough to flip his face to vigilance again
[02:53.20] Once it has been, the fifth amends
[02:55.78] Barely our friends, who think about what's up with Jen & Ben
[02:58.76] Once it has been (I think we should put up in this-Fuck outta here!)
[03:02.88] Let's get out
[03:03.94] Lean back and relax, we tell 'em
[03:06.48] Get Up
[03:07.02] Get Down
[03:07.55] Get Up
[03:08.16] And Get Fucked Up
[03:09.11] Put the ma' fuckin' Fresca down
[03:11.65] Get Up
[03:12.35] Get Down
[03:12.83] Get Up
[03:13.48] And Get Fucked Up
[03:15.44] (Damnit with the blood!)
[03:17.09] Get Up
[03:17.62] Get Down
[03:18.14] Get Up
[03:18.78] And Get Fucked Up
[03:19.55] Somethin' so ridiculous,
[03:20.83] Funny, so fuckin' sick of this,
[03:22.03] Consistent lack of vision from children claimin' they listenin'
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