Do This My Way - Blackalicious

I be the first ever Asian astronaut

Blastin' off, castin' off

The ties that bind like a smashed guitar

Rode a mastodon out Jurassic Park

Chased by a fan in a Tyrannosaur mask

Trampled the traffic cop

Past the spot

Where the ostrich got all props for the ocelot

What I couldn’t have bought

'Cause they wouldn’t a popped it y’all

Just for me to cop it one

So I had to be up

I’m going gradually up

Into the galaxy bus

Until I can’t feel my lungs

I pass the family of

Sea anemones plus

Saw the anatomy of

A cast of ballerinas

Now I was walkin' down this one block

Didn’t hear a gun shot

Smellin' hella nature

Pickin' fruit off of a kumquat

Tree, another day up in this life under the sunspot

Light upon my innervision, searchin' for an unsought

Territory, man-in-glory, days of the mental fury

Inventory took and while I raise rain began to pour

From the verbal dance I did amaze all the natives

And the ladies said «You're crazy, would you love to have my baby?»

And I blaze with the chief of the Mohicans and the Sheikh

And travelled everywhere from Delaware way up to Mozambique

Was givin' praise with the Deacon at the steeple

Spirit-seekin' on the weekend with a tea can and a pair of old shades

It’s such a beautiful thing

This musical thing

When I can do it my way

Ain’t shootin' no blanks

I just refute what you think

A quite unusual thing

Yes, it’s a mutual thing

'Cause it’s the root of all things, and we aim to be

To be the venomous instrumentalist, syllable, mystic man, traveller

Skippin' through the bricks on a Wednesday into a city plaza

Tryna make a 20 out of 15 pennies on the avenue

The cold-hearted world creepin' on my destiny like salamanders

Enchanters, 'cause I’m on that goose and I be the gander

Cleanin' out the digestive tract of hip-hop like cranberries

Shinin' like amber

All of the children told me «Damn you’re an

Answer to our ears and deadly threat to peers like cancer»

On Prancer, on Comet, on Cupid, I’m Santa

Got more flow than Flo Jo, I laugh Ho Ho Ho, got Jo Jo Dancer

Punchlines, I’m a crunch time counselor, and a one-time champion for it

A hundred lifetimes in the hereafter, and for the reincarnation transform

What the heck I come back for?

Gotta handle chores now, and discuss all of that with God afterwards

We gon' bobsled off the Himalayas

With a bottle of bop-shoo-bop blended with Baileys

And a big ol' box of the latest compilations

And then we won’t stop 'til we hit the Appalachians

To the Bullets Bargain Basement

Then 'cross the Baltic ocean basin

The ride 'cross that Oakland Bay Bridge

A drop deposit in the tropic Caymans

Makin' cakes that taste like theacrine

Bacon, eggs, potatoes, raisins

Plaintains, M&Ms, peanuts, grape juice

I’m savin' my pay checks to get my plane fixed, why’s that?

We goin' fly all night, stop the propellors and

Jump out of the side with umbrellas and

Land smack-dab on backs of caterpillars that

Take us to the top the Himalayas

It’s such a beautiful thing

This musical thing

When I can do it my way

Ain’t shootin' no blanks

I just refute what you think

A quite unusual thing

Yes, it’s a mutual thing

'Cause it’s the root of all things, and we aim

A lot of people follow shallow fellows, hollerin' indeed

About to lead 'em all to battle upon the bottom of the beat

And plant a seed of thought that sproutin'

Like a balance like a teeter-totter

Seen a lot of freedom bound to feet and 'bout to beat the drama

Now he began to

Until the nurse, the passengers had grabbed his shirts

And nothin' happened, assured the captain and the person

But the pressure had expanded, and inertia burst, the cabin burst

And all 'em burgers, blankets, rations, animals and drinks

They flew out

Fleet of lots of band

Climb upon the wall like Peter Parker

Meter of the creed of darker regions, season

Oh but these are not the reasons for the grief

And now proceed to outer-reaches

How to keep the styles from seepin' outta me

They flew out, the fuselage had blew its top

It’s do or die, the altitude would take a dive into the ground

Now if you’d have thought of suicide

If you would try but you would tie

A parachute onto a slide and took a dive

Now who’s alive?

It’s such a beautiful thing

This musical thing

When I can do it my way

Ain’t shootin' no blanks

I just refute what you think

A quite unusual thing

Yes, it’s a mutual thing

'Cause it’s the root of all things, and we aim