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Say Uncle

Eternal flame above my headstones

The set that I claim is null

X made of bones as revenge for the decaying skull

A raging bull 'til I'm paid in full

They wanna put my face in her penny then discontinue me, I'm still grateful

If we're not allowed to age gracefully

I'm putting it all out on the table, exactly what will you take from me?

Choose carefully cause a magical head

Has no phanton power source and the battery's are dead

Supposed to keep my head up, at the same time drop my shoulder

To plow through the nonsense, since I've gotten older

I've replaced too many parts in this motor

Mama said "knock down the house - start over"

Sometimes it feels like life is too long, but not forever enough

One day you can't give it away, the next you basically beg for the stuff

Medical breakthrough, buy your time, sell it to us

For heaven is an electrical pole, an adrenaline rush

The metal will rust, rust never sleeps if it's death and taxes

Get a better conversion rate on cash because the past is a foreign land

But futuristic looking doormats

Sitting aside of our present home which really isn't all that

So we started taking pictures with vintage filters

The village is all starting to shop at Urban Outfits

I couldn't distinguish any specific difference

Between small town hicks and big city slickers

A marginless time zone from Westcoast to Eastcoast

Now I'm so Hostpost that i'm pre-post

Beat most at their own game

I try to eat hoes that's wholegrain

And I don't need to bow bow bow bow to blow brain

Make 'em say uncle

I don't give up, I don't give in

What's with this polluted genepool that we all swim in?

This is 5 foot 10 inches of wishful thinking

I never signed a social contract so in fact there's no rescinding

You can kindly cross my name off

I've been living a double life to work a double shift that never paid off

This is the second sunset I've seen since take-off

If life is a cakewalk I'll serve you in the bake off

Make 'em say uncle, make 'em say uncle

Who? Make 'em say uncle - huh

Make 'em say uncle - who?

Make 'em say uncle, uncle

You know what I am

Say what, say what?

I'm a mad, mad man

Make 'em

Make 'em say uncle, make 'em say uncle

Who? Make 'em say uncle - huh

Make 'em say uncle - who?

Make 'em say uncle, uncle

Drowned by the bloods that's on their hands

Say what, say what?

Got damn

The gravedigger creeps into the crypt then strips the bed

To find agendas that are hidden like pigeon eggs

Instead he finds nothing, only ink dipped feathers

And a sense perhaps the homie's homing instincts been severed

The coupes been fleed to recruit on what these boots have led

Can't hear the primal screams or see through the red

I represent the late bloomers with great rumors to spread

Our brain is like an inflated tumor in the head

Now build a map when it [?] climb it with a velvet rope

Predators can't find you with a telescope, run tell your folks

You love them darely, but it's time for the birdie to fly

Packs himself a dress, envelopes and kiss the world goodbye

You on our own with celestial oats to the sow

Extraterrestrial souls in 'em, you're a homegrown information capsule

With increased value the more you travel

Don't let them plant you in the gravel

Even shackles have shackles, that's a shadow reference

We like to break the chains of darkness and we ask for seconds

It's the heart of the Oliver Twisted calling on all mystics

I don't advocate the Diablo, Pablo runs the repo men resistance

It's a four decade's worth of first impressions, youngin

Death comes in three's, you're soon to see the second coming

But dad told me I was destined for something

Despite the fact that I felt like less than nothing

He's a fucker, gonna make 'em sayMake 'em say uncle, make 'em say uncle

Who? Make 'em say uncle - huh

Make 'em say uncle - who?

Make 'em say uncle, uncle

You know what I am

Say what, say what?

I'm a mad, mad man

Make 'em

Make 'em say uncle, make 'em say uncle

Who? Make 'em say uncle - huh

Make 'em say uncle - who?

Make 'em say uncle, uncle

Drowned by the bloods that's on their hands

Say what, say what?

Got damnI'm not just an uncle, I'm somewhat poet

I'm a dead milk mental

An obscure top ten list essential

Welcome to the incredible shrinken Indian giving drink

Time to return the sap that shit isn't free

Need to keep my head up, at the same time drop my shoulder

To plow through the nonsense, since I've gotten older

I've replaced too many parts in this motor

Mama said "knock down the house - start over"

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