Pen Game - Canibus, DJ TMB, Pyrit

Made to last, I raise the flag full staff why do you ask?

I just look back, wave and laugh

We got spaceships made from glass, we look up as they pass

We get a good look at wonder woman’s ass

While we sit there, she scrape the froth off my beer

While you’re at it why don’t you take your wig off dear?

Yeah — this some James Brown «Living in America"shit

And probably as good as it’s ever gon get

At the campsite, under a lamp light, hamites and whites

Survivalists types — obsessed with plant life

The Israelites say they plan to stand and fight

To do that first you gotta recognize what’s right

Happy wife, happy life, she’s a happy mutant maybe you’re right

She’s the professor Xavier type

She doesn’t strike you as the type that likes the lyrics I write

We spend cold icicle nights, communicate skype

After work — go home — lay pipe, then play fight

Explain life, talk about what our day was like

I gotta blow torch for bubbles and candlestick market trouble

Whatever man I was born to hustle

Read the charts, enjoy the warm breeze and fart

Been there done that I don’t need to talk

Cause I’m a swatsta sipping vodka eating tandoori steak n lobster

Harrison Ford used to be a carpenter

Three’s Company — Susan Somers, Mr. Ferley remember?

Put the shower curtain up was clever

Love is love knuckles and nubs, billy club thugs

With a grudge against men with man buns and guns

Poker run emerald coast, I’m stoked — that’s an inside joke

Propose a toast on wide approach

Black shoes — white gloves — bow ties — slick «es and cigar smoke

Now customs wanna' check my cargo

They gotta' hip hop embargo

I visit Maralargo, to see if martial law is normal

Eagle point marina, party on the slip

Polly want a cracker, shorty wanna' strip

Rip this is some James Brown «living in a America"shit

The Cherubims win!

The Seraphims quit

High speed trains, constructed by low speed cranes

Asteroid strike, it’s all in vain