The Keys

Some nights, when i get bored
I like to go out to bars, play the piano
Take some shots of whisky
Smoke a cigarette
And fuckin rock the house!

Ok, spidey sense is tingling
I'm intense with mingling
World's a crazy circus
But we brothers like the winglings
Chew these rappers and spit em out like i'm from Wrigley's
Sorta like a hoarder but i'm shorter than a pigmy
Just cause i'm from canada don't mean i live in igloos
Soon as i'm allowed back in the states i will be big news
I'm getting older, still in line like it was last call
I'm gettin colder with these lines and i got brass balls
Seems like being a pussy's in style
And wearing fluorescent
I'm a dwarf more aggressive with a warped message
Walking through a cavern with a torch lit
Rather be an underground rapper than full of horseshit
I'll chop these rappers up and eat em like slaw salad
This is raw talent, still a little off balance
I am cold as ice, spitting vocal poltergeist
Listen to the words i'm saying close
I'm giving bold advice.

You really don't know what it means
When i hand you the keys
You overlooking like it's overhead
It's sure to bring you down on your knees
Gonna take it when we give it
Cause we gunnin like we Boba Fett.

Real i've always been, real i'll always be
So real in fact my haters even respect me.

You really don't know what it means when i hand you the keys
When i hand you the keys.

I'm crazy, cut, crazy crazy this jacket can't restrain me
Insane in the brain and label me
I was just a baby playing with chains, skulls, and bikes
The chain go on the bike
The bikes going with me
And we can go if you like
Smash with the hoodies
And the hoodie takin goodies door to door like a girl scout
(No cookies)
Daily panickin, a mannequin, they say the dark brought him
Born on the floor, call it rock bottom
Gotta keep it real to know that
Would have bought some sanity if my dealer sold that
Is anybody listening?
I fought a whole war, no army, no enlisted
And i'm back no visiting
Raps so cinnamon
Too soft, then they spit it back no penmanship
Four thousand degrees
And i'm in it to my knees
Cause I'm so shifty. Please.

You really don't know what it means
When i hand you the keys
You overlooking like it's overhead
It's sure to bring you down on your knees
Gonna take it when we give it
Cause we gunnin like we Boba Fett.

Real i've always been, real i'll always be
So real in fact my haters even respect me.

You really don't know what it means when i hand you the keys
When i hand you the keys.

Chaotic, psychotic
You want it? I got it
I'm a peddler deadlier style malaria
Fuck competitors
Tales of H.G. Wells in a time machine i'll stay ahead a ya
I've been there, i did that
Platinum plaques, stack, etcetera
My past is the beginning of your beginning and all that is
And has been since the twilight of the dawn
I'm not kidding
It's mad work in the lab
I can show you how to do this
Epic work, epic when when you hear Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis
Clueless, for you to diss
Cause i'll strangle until you're blueish
So much to juggle, and struggling, i'mma get it done
Only thing i do better is being father to my son
And i can battle on, babble on, until we end up in babylon
Notes to notebook
I hold the keys
Touch a grammar tongue
Notes your hopes up
I part the seas that i walk upon
If everything is feeling shaky it's that 808
I rip the head off, fuck that dumb shiy imma demonstrate.

You really don't know what it means
When i hand you the keys
You overlooking like it's overhead
It's sure to bring you down on your knees
Gonna take it when we give it
Cause we gunnin like we Boba Fett.

Real i've always been, real i'll always be
So real in fact my haters even respect me.

You really don't know what it means when i hand you the keys
When i hand you the keys.