Surreal Rhyme

Look at this, look at that y'all. Coming through the

door y'all, there's a skateboard on my feet on the

floor. Straight out I know where that came the base.

Who is the punk that blew up the place? Shiver had me

nervous can dreaming that I was a board. Thought I saw

a five and I want to be invisible. Fuck me up if I

don't know the time. This is a test in the surreal

rhyme.

Move over fine my name it's now time. Shoot down the

sun and put it on trial. This is it. This is it. Quit.

Continue talking and I'll make that hit. Everybody's

everywhere listening to it (no care). Beh beh beh beh.

There goes mamma bear. Being is a state I made in my

brain. I get so sick. Can I dig a barricade.

A barricade.

Tell, tell, tell me who you want to be the name of the

game of the fame. I skate the .... my place is where I

start the way out. I'm almost someone's allergy. I tour

reality. Completely ................... the theme judge

is making a lot........ of noise. Screaming and kicking

and stepping. And turn to us to make a pass over crowds

and into the care. When I should be living, there's a

lesson for the sin.

Pick me up. Get me on time. Pick me up and I'll walk

that line. Pick me up. Put me to bed. Pick me up, ah,

you don't even know what the fuck I said.

Move over fine my name it's now time. Shoot down the

sun and put it on trial. This is it. This is it. Quit.

Continue talking and I'll make that hit. Everybody's

everywhere listening to it (no care). Beh beh beh beh.

There goes mamma bear. Being is a state I made in my

brain. I get so sick. Can I dig a... a....

A barricade.