We all know what a halo is
But we all don't know the horrors if your halo tips
I be the matador making your pretty little heels click
I be the Sword in the Stone of the contemporary eclipse
I'm incredibly exhausted
You can't imagine, got my warm spirit stuck in my teeth, I'm obsolete
Freedom freedom freedom fighter beginning
For the sake of better demeanor and such to bust (rap about), fuckin fantastic
Every little step she take breaks the chambers in your chest,
Enveloped in the abomidable trouble
Subtle for a cruel second, lied for an hour
Screamin 'til it peaks, and then my whole weekend turns sour
I ain't been around the world but I been around the block
I ain't seen everything but I seen enough to talk
I ain't a prophet, I ain't the Second Coming of Christ
I'm just a mason with a will to build and a little advice
I wanna weave a web, I bought a set of knitting needles
Fiddlin' with a theme/dream, silent
Pat on the hole in bottom divy to where the portraits astonish
["A hidden place with wonderful things inside" is my closest interpretation]
You won't regret a single solitary step, I promise
Look, in a situation where a dragon guards the gate
I make a true spur of the moment grown decision
Which, in turn, allows me to be something normal
With the prefix of the "ab-"
And I can kill every monster if I gotta, that's that
Rockin it, rockin it, clippership rockin it
Be the little guinea pig, dig?
I'm tryin to make an exit with no ripples in the water
No splash, let the poison slide down down the hatch
It's like that
We all know what a halo is But we all don't know the horrors if your halo tips I be the matador making your pretty little heels click I be the Sword in the Stone of the contemporary eclipse I'm incredibly exhausted You can't imagine, got my warm spirit stuck in my teeth, I'm obsolete Freedom freedom freedom fighter beginning For the sake of better demeanor and such to bust (rap about), fuckin fantastic Every little step she take breaks the chambers in your chest, Enveloped in the abomidable trouble Subtle for a cruel second, lied for an hour Screamin 'til it peaks, and then my whole weekend turns sour I ain't been around the world but I been around the block I ain't seen everything but I seen enough to talk I ain't a prophet, I ain't the Second Coming of Christ I'm just a mason with a will to build and a little advice I wanna weave a web, I bought a set of knitting needles Fiddlin' with a theme/dream, silent Pat on the hole in bottom divy to where the portraits astonish ["A hidden place with wonderful things inside" is my closest interpretation] You won't regret a single solitary step, I promise Look, in a situation where a dragon guards the gate I make a true spur of the moment grown decision Which, in turn, allows me to be something normal With the prefix of the "ab-" And I can kill every monster if I gotta, that's that Rockin it, rockin it, clippership rockin it Be the little guinea pig, dig? I'm tryin to make an exit with no ripples in the water No splash, let the poison slide down down the hatch It's like that