Lyrics Pen Game - Canibus, DJ TMB, Pyrit

Pen Game

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