Here's the confessions of an unrepented Skinnee From the depths of my soul in my hole in New York City I arose from my frozen abode from the north Came forth on course and write my rhymes from the source To delight Dr. Lecter I'll recite some invective of my own oh oh Here's my quid pro quo Omens and portents have come forth in torrents It's time to realize my rise has been foretold From the sticks to the streets I beat a path that'll last I came to NYC by the way of the pasture Naive and pure, I stepped from the steppes From the pie to the apple like Ming it's merciless But my mastery of majesty brings tragedy My mastery of majesty brings tragedy My insanity loves company so I stray into the fray cause the chaos comforts me But somebody in front of me want to rumble The fauna, causing trauma in the jungle I be the lion in winter, the hinterland dweller A Cappella dash fast like a sprinter Test me like litmus, but witness the fitness Of my wit quick come get with this
The sun comes up and I run with the animals Enter wild kingdom The sun goes down and I run from the cannibals Enter wild kingdom
The sun comes up and I run with the animals Enter wild kingdom The sun goes down and I run from the cannibals Enter wild kingdom
Due to my ability to flow with agility I take my place amongst the nobility But f**k the futility, cause my mobility is upwards But my cupboards be bare like Hubbard's and it's killing me Stress make me pound my chest like a Gorrilla be To prove my virility search for sense and sensibility Like Austin I lost it in Philly, D.C. or Boston so I jet back to Willy B But trust in me, like Kaa said to Mowgli I've escaped the snake like Houdini, so hold me Enthralling, I'm calling like the wild One hundred per cent intelligent man-child Now I'm making ends and I'm trying to make ends meet Hoping that the enemy ain't lurking where my friends be to feed on 'em in a frenzy like pirhannas while some silly sallies dilly dally like the llama And make no mistake, I'll frustrate them when they hunt me more underground like Salman Rushdie My learning's been obscuring like Jude I wanna walk like you, I wanna talk like you so what's the hullaballoo, we've got the bear necessities I'll secure your secrets with my opens and my sesames Effervescently sent to inlay rhizomes like Jim Jones says “Hey, Kool-Aid!!!”
The sun comes up and I run with the animals Enter wild kingdom The sun goes down and I run from the cannibals Enter wild kingdom
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