Verse 1: Hop back to hopscotch before scotch and pot my sh** ain't top notch but i talk for the Tot
Got good intentions with an honest amount of modesty but i guess you trippin because you the odd I see
On my first wind unless it gets knocked out of me,far off from boulevard, my mic I bully hard
Pushing through the race and i ain't even pulled the card with cartridge 3-quarters full and good karma strapped to my arms
Got you hoping for hypnosis and no you cannot denote this but for a better bet i expect you notice
f** cautious, Marsh is marvelous in moshes, charismatic to the ma**es stoned rollihng through the mosses
Thought not i was a novice but had novelty accomplished i was asking for some a** and just ended up a pompous
Pompeii cooler than his flow, got you moving slower than bombay and dro, you want closure?
You hit the floor, no more, i'ma go home, now we can't even hang out in the same room
Cleaning up my act need more than clorox and wetnaps get pops, blood-shot seeing dots, must be a relapse
Trust in your 3 eyes then bust when you realize I cuss because i ain't one to waste my 9 lives
But i ain't a p**y, just a cat that's talking bad, consider yourself hot, well you're snot, get my rag
(Hook) Why you gotta be like that? Why you gotta breathe like that? How you get by like that? When you're always high like that?
Verse 2: it ain't even that nice plus i'm kinda scared of heights and it's hard to stop my heart on the partially dark nights
I think Marshall the dark knight, accident got purpose I only hurt the nurses that try to feed me detergent
I've return to do worse to my students who inferring, first i end your show then go inferno on the curtains
Burn down the whole joint only because i need a light, see i just rolled a joint now it's Tommy Psyelleck's night
Selling X by the stop sign, Q oxymoron, in your top 5 but i can't be the Boring
Salty? nahh but 6 still in my carbine, air-time all mine, OD on oxygen
Balboa done boxing 'em now Rocky just boxing 'em, guns co*ked for real, for thrills or just fun?
It's hostile, maybe change ain't even possible i should pray a little more maybe some stains are washable
(Hook) That's why I gotta be like this. That's why I gotta breathe like this. Don't worry bout me I get by like this. Count the pedestals I'm high like this