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Last Rites

Homeboy Sandman
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Find the reason in fault Seize it and then hit it with the seasoning salt This plea goes out to everyone to get on they job This plea goes out to everyone to get off my jock I dreamt 'bout dying of a natural cause But way to adamant 'bout repping natural laws The childlike embrace the deceitful Same Burger King cup all summer, free refills Nails taloned and foots pawed That's a nice look, I don't cook I get cooked for Crept in the backdoor with the good Lord Unassuming as the human I've been mistook for Quantum leap, lessons in the lore Less is more, more or less Galaxies and globes Universal soldier, head to shoulders, knees and toes Last rites, these eyes can't always sleep at night It's coming for, it's coming for me Last rites, these eyes can't always sleep at night It's coming for, it's coming for me My true form's a tuning fork Slang foreskin and toot horns with brute force The end is near My conquest is blessed, my conscience clear Hands covered in soil Sure enough to lead to shortages in water and oil Red pill corner and gold trunks Still up with the old chums, doing all my own stunts Born leader in lean years No palm trees, palm reader, as seen here Regarded 'cause it sells Science and insight, regardless how it's spelled Once thought God seemed greasy This gone, things once hard seem easy Things once hard seem cheesy, fo sheezy Last rites, these eyes can't always sleep at night It's coming for, it's coming for me Last rites, these eyes can't always sleep at night It's coming for, it's coming for me I'm on the hunt for the real me Every time I got him in my scope, I realize that I don't Perhaps the truest self can't even take a human form Perhaps it's like a unicorn My girl don't like a man in uniform Uniformity is corny, B I know eventually the corner's gonna corner me I read 'em like a quarterly Over the cuckoo's nest where Blacks are just the orderlies The warden keeps on warning me I barely hear him over grumbles of the ornery I barely see him 'cause my eyes keep getting watery No cause for concern It's best to stay out if you out to test my yearn You may or may not heed my words, I keep my word Last rites, these eyes can't always sleep at night It's coming for, it's coming for me Last rites, these eyes can't always sleep at night It's coming for, it's coming for me