Wild West (feat. Sage Francis & Sadistik)

How dare you interrupt the monkey man doing a funny dance?
 You ain't from my fam, and you ain't a fucking fan
 Summer of the son of Son of Sam
 Your grandkids are treadmill working, modern day Running Man
 You're from the scum of the sand
 You are the sum of a number that you will never understand
 "Don't fall for that! It's such a scam"
 Bet 100 grand that I could touch you
 Like "boop!" Ooooh, reconstruct you
 Undead Kennedys, some wed their enemies
 Just for the fashion of it with some blood red accessories
 That will not match the pillbox hat, let it be
 Got a magic bullet theory that'll blow your mind, like literally
 I'm fin to blow, kick in the do', begin the killing
 Each and every single one of the indigo children
 Must not be taller than this sign here
 If they be any taller, then sign here
 If you need any water it's right here
 Come get a little from the middlemen in white gear
 We don't all bleed red
 I've seen tar black sludge pouring out the back of a fiend's head
 Blue blooded American too stuck up with arrogance
 To notice the mules fucking the elephants
 True revolution is intelligence
 This ain't the motherfucking wild, wild west
 My apologies for synthesizing intuition
 I swear to God it wasn't my fault but I'll still fix it
 I wish no harm upon another like it's euthanasia
 Only in love will we rediscover human nature
 I'm feeling sick somebody please bring me a cup of milk
 I want the kind I seen up on the sign while on my way to work
 A couple pills will probably do the trick
 Ha Dad?
 (Naw-naw-naw naw naw)
 Naw, fuck that
 I want a proper breath pulled from my diaphragm
 To calm my ancient organs and awake the ancient eye within
 Leviathan has been raised from the dead
 If you look into your head, it's evident in the environment
 Let the tires spin, eyes roll, burn rubber holes into the o-zone
 Clones who never knew their mother
 Fighter on demand, supplies is slowly needy weening
 Completely shy of any chance to find some peaceful meaning
 Now dance you dirty little puppet show
 Destiny defined just like the bullet in the gun you hold
 Now hit the mark finish what you start
 Go to the market get some seeds to plant a garden in your yard
 Get off your ass and get a house
 Get a bank account, a little baby and a spouse
 Get a job, get a dog, get a bone
 Die fast, live slow
 Feel alone
 High class
 Time lapses and it's a silent death
 While another proper noun tries to fit inside my chest (Yes!)
 We put flowers on our own graves
 Symbolize the death, it's ironic and poetic in a sense
 I listen to the storm cyborg like Christ
 It's a sight for sore eyes and poor eye-sight, this
 Just might distort my whole short life-bliss
 If the light from your sky is more like pitch black
 Out with me, while I'm fading from the Jack Dans
 Pull another white flag, hanging me at half mast
 I got the blues, staining all the cracked glass
 Read all the bad jokes, training for the last laugh
 So stand back, like a bear in blood
 I don't throw my hands up cause I care too much
 About a world that's so fragile that I'm scared to touch
 I got a tendency to break what was meant to be awake, wait
 Now is one grave enough?
 To come hate the mundane, now some say it's love
 We're in this machine and it's unsafe to trust
 We're mechanical, that's why our blood tastes like rust
 Some may adjust, but they're marketing the zeitgeist
 Penny for you thoughts if it's offered at the right price
 Day of the dead, opposite of night-life
 Pray that instead you'll be caught up in the bright lights