(Okay... {clears throat}
Ya hear that?)
That's the hand of time

Opportunity knockin'
The front door
It's the god of war

The five fingers of death
The hand that feeds
This altered beast

Says he peace.

From feast to famine, the hunger is honest to God

Pray for your fake phony-facades
Devoted to see the empire fall
Eyes glued, watch the megabytes crawl

Try to get loose, just try to get thru
Out of his skin,"Very nice to meet you"
Astonishing tales, days unfurl

Still lost in the ways of the world.

You took a shot, all water, I got glasses

What goes up, must come crashing
Let's all go play suicide friends
Descendin', straight off the deep end

The cat's outta the Louis-Vitton
Your hope is not a plan, no magic wand
Home, stoned, paranoid, alone?

Let freedom ring, they done tapped the telephone.

Hello? (Hello)... Not you again?

The clock strikes twelve, the magic ends
You ain't psychic; You're just a pessimist
Calculations... sheer coincidence

Hey world, the coordinates are off
The brain at work, turns Microsoft
Healthy body, your healthy mind

I'm 0-2, bottom of the nine
Last licks, got nothin' but wounds
You're crushed, killed, destroyed, now consumed

You are what you eat, some filthy animals
Medium-rare, ya bloody cannibals
What a hoot, they taste just like chicken

The hands full of grease; the plot thickens
Ya hear that? That's the moment slippin'
History repeats?brand-new shipment.


(Now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now)
Now, irony strikes, variables

Champagne, caviar, fake Picassos
Joke's on us, back to the disco
Same devil, Pale moonlight, Dosie-doe

Do the hustle, see what we can slang
Insecurites make me wanna prove things
View duds to ease my condition

Sleeve-stitched with the latest contradictions
Don't be scared, it's just popular jargon
Mismatched in God's little Garden

Out the rabbit hole, end of the line
There is nothing real?get with the times.