What we are going to see now, however, is something else again
Behold the breathing benediction of the meta fiction
And vivid infliction, now embarking on this expedition
See, I've been having premonitions in my exposition
Of all the best positions to fuel this next edition
The view through the new frosty wine cooler
You might have heard of him as the lost divine ruler
Sipping that Grape Juice, flossing dry humor
Prodigal high schooler, foreseen a bright future
Faded grandeur, commander like Pharaoh Sanders
The new standard as innocent bystanders get caught
In crossfire as the imagery meanders off course
But painted with unusual candour
Dapper Dan building bridges with an ampersand
I'm hitting switches in the Bentley and the camper van
The most prestigious, the bloated livers
Rub shoulders with the richers as well as the rogue militias
Quiet mouth don't get fed, so go get it
Take the high road, soon to make 'em bitterly regret it
Pass the Biro, pass the snow crab from Hokkaido
Pass the aromatic hashish from Cairo
Drop a few hundred on some vinyl
Mostly space funk and African jazz shit
Some of the good old horror flick soundtrack stuff
Got damn this pet nat got pizazz, kid
The last centurion, committed epicurean
The fury and the fire, and the pleasures of the soul
Seems it's been a while since I bothered to look down
And gaze up on the cold ground below
Well, there they go
No foreplay
Defeat will soon be with you, as the force may
The finest dining with gourmet
Alright, well, okay, huh
Fine views from the plateau
Assault waves in shades of tobacco
Now breaching the chateau
Attack mode
What up?
It's been a while, my inner child was on hiatus
And now it's giggling about Uranus
Astronomy, drop 'em periodically
Falling like the autumn leaves, seasonally marinated walkman treats
Poppa preach, embarked recently upon a Chinese odyssey and a godly feast
Knocking back digestives easily, equal to a piece of cheese cake
Legally the hand forced to call the team of three a creamery
Seemingly for peeps to feel at ease, vis a vis the screaming teens
Parents warn the implication's semeny
Forgetting we about the speech and beats
Fiendishly we tweak it like it's PCP
Squeezing every last drop out the evening breeze
Prop shout to Rhino beats and Greeny T
Sneaky pair of weasels with the eagle beaks
Stunned 'em like they've seen a stray beagle eat fetal grease
These dogs are loose up in the streets and they ain't leaving, B
Barking up a tune that shakes the cedar trees
Offering a glimpse into the eye of the needle so the people see
They've paid for the music on the album but the feeling's free
Few know how to use it like a serum
We provide for the sick and the blind and we heal 'em
One bar at a time with the rhythm, it's the mind
Two times for the heart and the wisdom
Listen
No horseplay
See the world and wanna paint it like a portrait
Van Gogh get dough, that Monet
Manet, well okay, yo
Fine views from the plateau
Salt waves and shades of tobacco
Now breaching the chateau
We backo