synovial fluid
• Written by Anonymous
hello gentle brew tell me what it do
what i'm doin just for you is eschewin all the news
that is giving us the blues when it comes to open mics
all of you are now my muse and i thank you thank you for it
feeling so euphoric as i seek the middle way
way up on my roof is where i hear the fiddle play
a little bit of love will go a very long way
everybody gets to play in my mental hallway
as the rhythms of the universe tickle me all day
i can't help but wonder where it all goes when we fade
my hope is everybody has a mega playdate
filled with meaningful stories to which all of us can relate
i see it's still up for debate but however it shall pass
i'm thrilled that everybody was a part of my class
what is complacent? we should never be it
all of us could be amazing i hope you can see it
relinquish hesitation on a search for inspiration
quest for love and passion real higher education
the purpose of my life ain't kicking pebbles on the pavement
but a microphone sensation
and i only hope that i grow enough to cultivate some patience
cause lacking motivation, i'm nothing but a..waste
got a bad taste from this hate-based race i hope they got their necks braced
i'm about about to send their heads spinning
i'll be sitting there grinning laughing at the pictures that i'm printing
imprinting all my thinking on your linens while you're sleeping
busy dreaming about the magic which i'm weaving
my heart screaming, thoughts streaming, mind steaming
and im just hoping creativity is swimming in my semen
i get it jumping like a lemur leaping
from an indonesian dragon at a party on the weekend
my indecision is a nuisance, but my energy is boosted
through the musical modality which I have been producin
roofless, a reality ain't nothin but a picture
with no limit to the beautiful things which you can consider paintin
don't let your skills wither lest you shiver in the winter with no neighbor
keep that heat like llamas rockin flannels in jamaica
peep the sweetness - the freshest candy bars are what i'm speakin
got that chocolate for your ears and the people are a-feastin
i ain't nothin but a beast off a leash with some teeth fulla beats
lemme get a toothpick and i'll show you what i eat - you can call it what you like
no matter how you slice it you gon want me in your life
force of mother nature, finna educate ya with a smile and a mic
yeah...i do this as a service
produce the type of rhyme to give you bumpy epidermis
i accept my limitations and declare i shall dissolve them
watch me open up my mouth so you can feed them to the furnace
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