a Last Hurrah

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Verse 1 Yeah Tastes better raw like cake batter Catch me walking on the rings of Saturn matter Space hopping, jaws dropping They not popping, show me the fax like car shopping Change gears Lance the dope man had'em  Soon as you get on it, I be on to the next atom Built from the compounds of gold dust Space city mixed with rust and earth crust  Space up! Stars and sky look black and white Like the zone I’m in, enter the twilight On a Friday I might, cop like top flight  Woofing cuz the kicks ate ya subs like Jersey Mikes  This forum my decorum is jokes on'em Tip would be to breathe and stop like chloroform  The worst...Asking the nurse, where the gurney at? This is protected by ASCAP, you ass hats Put up stats and break backs Niggas strike out get mad and break bats Singing the same song doing the same dance Cupid shuffling, group full of Charlestons' Get banked for popping more corn than Carlton  On the court I don’t do no ties like Lawson's Ball point pen sync with my black ink  In the booth without brushing they teeth...Bars stink Starman Hook 1x Held together by my own gravity Space hoppin'… The zone I'm in enter the twilight  Verse 2 Super like Nova, Star Man rap, no crap perhaps White Dwarf cats, get your light snatched Exploding your whack band, no gaps Limbs from your body dirt buried in a plastic sack Remember the name, styles gravel Rhymes unglued unraveled, can't call it like the league travel Shallow, superficial, they cheating But watch cuz a hoe will tell like Venetian Involuntary blinking, uncontrolled Red Giant flow, hydro, chemical patterns scattered Chess rather I'm bored, your game is Chutes N Latter's Ages 6 to 15, Mean Joe Green, the pitts Iceburg I'm cold, I’m putting it on, like the Ritz Catch the balls like Larry Fitz, wigs split, Sharpton Check out early, Spitz Carlton Balling, Petrovich shit Drazen Starman, held together by my own gravity Catch’em in a dark alley, Death Valley Win at all cost got drive like Mustang Sally Last hurrah came back like a rally Own galaxy no time for dillydally Jack the Ripper savvy Vans, gloves and dodge, threes company like Jack Tripper family Handy with the wheel hold the Brandy, modus operandi Year round, niggas seasonal like Summer Shandy Starman Hook 1x Held together by my own gravity Space hoppin'… The zone I’m in enter the twilight  Starman Glass This is a bunch of degrees Fahrenheit  Price is right for an Elijah prototype  Wit more twist than Shyamalan, M. Night  Comic Con hype out like poker when you bluff it right About to get wetter than Farrah Fawcett Dripping like water outta barrel after he lost it  From Jack Sparrow to Pete Carroll after he hawked it  Sea full of bodies can't forget Rivers in Austin  Pelicans flying over the dock  Cabin fever from cop hiding under the shop One room cot concocting plots for square blocks  Massacre in store not talking mom and pops They all run like sea spot  Pick them off one by one like no drops  He the new killer nothing funny Dennis Miller  Didn't pack lite more than 6 never a case sicker, nigga Scott Ripper came through like the reaper law  Won the game slammed the door like jigsaw