Up to the counter for some "more please'
wee'in new or-leans
de'tour queens
sa'cat a phatta cat alist thro shore means
these pourings
"I like to make drawerings"
A bit byting crumbs snacking crackers for fun
stacking numbers on one
polly's vocab-babble-un
on' anon'whew'be'yond mouth to mouth
chick'lits we gon kick nuthin' but spittin' dem out
composting the doubt..
"wha'ch'u talkin about?"
composting the doubt
"wha'ch'u talkin about?"
"wha'ch'u talkin about?"
mouth to mouth we be spitting' dem out
''tut-tut''"sama sama"planta bean tree
now we be climbing
'da'shore a finding
Stalkin top fatt a data
carved by lightning
gates oshining
bright sight rhyming
"what up!"give it up to da cat n da dog "
crack'in jazz dazzle bogs
fogged in attack of the frogs
Sly butt'ta luck peel up next level' n'yall
na'go measureing small
'na'no teathering ball
a feather we fall
free falling down
breakin the lock
off top rocka yo crown
popin the spot
drop the whole we get down
for the next circle we coming be around
smash blocks past grass cash that we gather
up where a bouts over fences of shadow
at last to the entrance I' spent pitter patter
A wrench in the vent now a bend in the rafta
now we see see we are what we' were after
what we believe a live piece of the masta
free is the key spellbing sing spellcasta
like choose your adventure did I mention a blasta
after disaster
off'ta'de'path,
blissa fission decisions affecting the mass
crystal ballin' magiik lampin with class
read iculus ciriculums exams no failing you pass
math a ma'tician
mysticklin'mu'sician
mission'in an ina ma'ma a may listen
up'on'n'up
wishing in on'in along
drifting ears of the fawn
find the koi of the pond
this toy is a wand
magik pen sendin'bombs
after the masta bringing in the ten tonnes
I'll be sending some one
to the childrun
they'll be listen'nun
while chill'un done
all on one
n' the two three to the twelve
we stand side by side
the b-sides of our selves
im' psilli an elf but you be anything that you like
math a majician ..a fair ray on the mic
row phones
domes merrilly carrying trays
dream life that we lead
and now see the coloring greys
praises they s'pray blues purple and red
deep cyan essence the teal in your head
feeling the lead
and how im lifted by feathers
I know the truth of the matter is we do this together
together we gather
a bit bita bliss'ning
all mirror scatta shatta'd
all'a part of our mission'ning
nine are the rings but the one most of all
is the one we connect telepaphone gets the call...