Sphinx's Coonery - Busdriver, Myka 9, 2Mex

The world cannot be saved, children

Your hero’s bloodshed is sponsored by the sphinx’s coonery under the monster eye

Walk like an Egyptian

Keep some pep about your step

The petty thievery

A pet peeve to me

Grief over leaving me

Queasy, easily, measly, freebie Frisbee

Sizzles in cold stream wilderness

Epic, relic, medic, antiseptic tank quarantine

Celtic elfin magic melted in that kiln

Overwhelm your film

Hold the realm by the helm

Put you in a gimp suit plastic pillow case

Pimp loot prostitutes knock boots in duke shoot

Luke cute

Killing off shallow personalities

I rebuke on purpose

I set it, plan, and plot

Puke on planet Earth

If I was a fifth, you’d drink me

If I was a spliff, you’d stink me

If I was a myth, you’d think me

If I was a lift, you’d sink me

If I was a gift, you’d jinx me

Sphinx riddle as taboo

Culture clash bamboo

I’m a damn fool

The baby in your baby momma’s belly got my sperm shampoo

If infant was hip-hop and womb of time recording room for rhyme

Leverage your average beverage

Severage causes heritage hemorrhage at a measure which the feathers itch

Gathers rich overages whether its reverence is togetherness

I never miss a chance to tether twist a stance

Fake independents take advantage of a zephyr kiss

The sound of their soul is tainted with devilness

Dying, we did it well

We put diving boards on the mouth of forever and ever

And MTVs reenact our martyrdom with marginal liberals but we’re the artful pit

bulls

Get the fuck out of my genre

It’s my alma mater

Styles from my mama who do these piles of towels from a Ramada

Who think Illuminati but drink limonada

Persona non grata

Think there zoning on strata

Got a lot of Erik Estrada but not a lot of Akuma Matata

In and out of water like a piranha on a Prada or Dolce and Gabbana piñata

Waiting to Mexhale

Your girls in a Hyundai Excel

One lie away from writing me letters on Microsoft Excel

Cause and effect sales

Rhymes is ice in effect

Hail to the thief

Mail order some new teeth

Impailed through the Mexperiment

Underneath the burial reef

Carry a note and not a leaf

I’m an a anomaly

You’re Amelie and you’ve got to leave

The dichotomy of your dye job is not godly

But oddly more runway modelly

I’m mistaken for the next Kool Keith

Because I interbreed indie rap acts and groom them at the pet boutique

But I’m stupid

I turn down test tube freak bleach blondes

Offering sex on a nude beach

To read palms for prep school geeks

Cause they sing along to each song

Why only do I appreciate the therapeutic properties of a sexy whore?

Is it because my vacant heart is a messy sore

Encased in an unrefined heavy ore?

It’s exactly why jet fuel leaks out of my every pore

And rhymers can’t even ingest the food I eat anymore

They would need six stomachs, a big budget and crisp hundreds

To bribe hand-picked judges

To share the winnings of the post-rap whiz kid

I’m a steaming blue baby

Hovering over a bigwigs business grid

My ideas go down smoothly

When you guzzle an Odwalla

My speech is littered with double entendres

And sharp sarcasm

I’m coupled with top sponsors

My tame ideas are on the wall of a chain of Ikeas

Your hero’s bloodshed is sponsored by the sphinx’s coonery under the monster eye

Your hero’s bloodshed is sponsored by the sphinx’s coonery under the monster eye

The world cannot be saved, children

The world cannot be saved, children

The world cannot be saved, children

The world cannot be saved