Crabbuckit

It's high now

So low it's high

Like this, check it out yo

Took a trip on a bus that I didn't know

Met a girl sellin' drinks at the disco

Said truth comes back when you let it go

Seems complicated cause it's really so simple

Walkin' down Yonge Street on a Friday

Can't follow them, gotta do it my way

No fast lane, still on a highway

Movin' in and out, no doubt there's a brighter day

No time to get down cause I'm moving up

No time to get down cause I'm moving up

No time to get down cause I'm moving up

Ahh, haa... Check out the crabs in the bucket

It's like this, It's like this...

It's like fly in a room, scream, writing on walls

Swear this clone been havin' a ball

Claimin' themselves just before last call

Tic-a-tic-a-toc tic-a-tic-a-toc

Clock strikes twelve, clock strikes one

Smoking gun put these fools on the run

I know it's not that simple, I know it's not that hard

Where's your goal

No time to get down cause I'm moving up

No time to get down cause I'm moving up

No time to get down cause I'm moving up

Ahh, haa... Check out the crabs in the bucket

Yeah na I mean

Yeah, I heard you man, yo, check, yo, yo

It's a conniption, fit when the microphones lit

I take it higher like a bird on a wire, retire the fire

I'll never cause I'm just moving on up

Choosin' to touch, the unseen, craving the clutch

The most inevitable, legible pyro-mania

Slaying the devil, and send him back to Transylvania

Strangely enough, I avoid that side of the ghetto

From my heavy metal, will settle the puppets like Jepeto

Damm, if mirrors where created by sand

Then I'm looking in the water for reflections of man

Understand the minds above time when it's empty

Emcee, tragically hip, ahead by a century, rrahh

No time to get down cause I'm moving up

No time to get down cause I'm moving up

No time to get down cause I'm moving up

Ahh, haa... Check out the crabs in the bucket