Artist: MC Paul Barman
Album:  (((echo chamber)))
Song:   (((99.99999%)))
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, MC Paul Barman

[MC Paul Barman]
For a perfect high five, keep your eye on the elbow
Whether bro hug or handshake I never can tell, though
You had me at (((hello~!))), "Jinx, you owe me a coke!"
I said it first but my homie is broke
"No I said it first, jerk," chill, it's only a joke
I trace today's status back that the face tat
I asked for a lace pattern and got a placemat
Embrace the problem or it's a race to the bottom
Grown man thinks he can own land
A bone hand emerges from the stone sand
Disturbed burial ground carry around spirits' silence, a scarier sound
Update: guts to wait, cut bait?
Stay put, gray soot, take a pay cut
Each time I put my rhyme book away
I'm struck with another line hook to say

Fellas! If you invest in yourself
and got a big breasted heifer blessed with good health dressed like The Help
Say "OWWW!" (OWWW!)
Say "OW! OW!" (OWWW!)

Ladies! If you understand a better world's possible
and wonder if man is the number one obstacle
Say "HOOOO!" (HOOOO!)
Say "HO! HO!" (HOOOO!)

Animals! If you love global warming
and pee on the ground until you see ovals forming
Say "MOOOO!" (MOOOO!)
Say "MOO! OINK!" (MOOOO!)

Drugs! If you'll get me high just this one time
and won't have me out committing gun crime
Say "SOOOMETHING!" (SOOOMETHING!)
Say, "SOMETHING! SOMETHING!) (...SOMETHING!)

Bugs! If you're old school mesozoic
Please go explain how you're stayin so stoic
Say "BZZZZZ!" (BZZZZZ!)
Say "BZZ! BZZ!" (BZZZZZZ!)

Children! If you reject fake apologies
and know it takes policy to save wrecked ecology
Say "YEAH!" {*snoring*}
Now SNORE! {*snoring*}

Before you wake up, keep your eyes closed
You can control your dreams, fly, get over highs lows
Try prose even if you master rhymes
If you stick to what you're good at, you won't last through time
The person you like best don't always make the best friend
When yes, you question their loyalty, spend less time with them
Before you lament the lack of corner office
Remember you're a former crawfish, by existing, you're accomplished
The 99.99999% is too big to fail
The game is rigged, throw the pigs in a jail
Please don't call it a poetry jam
or else I'ma have to go totally ham!
The dude abides, a beautified smile despite feeling rude inside
The true face surfaces like a magic eight, balls
Word, it's us who controls our tragic fate, y'alls
I swear to God, if err'body scared of oddity embraced death, they'd be spared the rod
I'ma ask today to be as if tomorrow I could pass away
Let me see what my artist mask has to say
Get your dreams off life support
Do some things to make your wife contort
I love 'em mean 'n' tall and nice 'n' short
I don't believe people are humbled by victory
I believe people are humbled stumblin round liquor-free... mm-hmm
90% of showin up is slowin down
I been round New York town since everyone I knew
had a 212 number that you didn't have to dial
While you construct your brand with a hot glue, gun
Here I come to pave the way~! 'Til I'm a boss, must shave the gray
My favorite phrase: don't give up
I've seen a lot of stuff disappear and reappear
40 years old on Earth, but measure me in penis tears
So right-brained, I might frame light out of sequence here
Maybe if I balance it all out, it'll seem more clear
If it's all the same to you, then let's look at it from the angel view
I'ma do what I came to do, what I say comes true
What do you know about pedestrian barriers?
While you cry goodbye to equestrian carriers
The crossed heart is a lost art
Commit to your shit, give it a boss start
The psylocibin style o' vibin
The elephant in the room is the gaping chasm
Shaking spasms, scraping bottom
Only community can make things happen
We must ourselves be living documents
When the Constitution's dying at the stake
There's tickets to the arc and it's icing on the cake
When we set sail, piers be crying at the wake
My got-up-and-went got a percent!
So my get-up-and-go SPED UP THE FLOW!
Some unsolicited advice
Charge twice as much and you get as much to hug and kiss that give the kids goodnight
It's a cryin shame, enter the lion's mane to the science game
Backwards labcoat like a smock
Grok: Fur trim, heard him?
True fact: from new jack to legend in less than a billion seconds!