in a world all black i count my blessings make my peace wave goodbye as they re taken this isn t my town i m only visiting i haven t even started my rain yet i m only drizzling do horoscopes still apply born under a neon sign many are tried the chosen are hung and i don t want to see you on the other side stray ants spot clean the floor helicopters run for forest fires run like you ve got nails in your feet and you re off to build a house are you high on life or drunk with denial cold words never thrill me in an empty cathedral i scream in an empty venue i scream you starve like love on television die for your country sing the gospel like a rolling stone make anthems like you re choking on fumes my skull aches so hard it ll probably fail never been there but i got a secret for yale you can have geronimo s bones i m the new king of jamestown everybody s dead everybody s dead everybody s dead i m the new king of jamestown everybody s dead everybody s dead i m the new king you re a fly in milk a lead on gravity a sinking feeling a dying wish an empty mantle a luncheon for africa a postcard from one prison to another watch you get burned out like a branch davidian live on the edge like lemmings or skyscrapers feel like a million bucks like a million dollars everybody loves you you walk the line like it s a race to the bottom you know who you are by the doors that slam in your face a free man but you know the cage like a referee somebody get me out of the canal i m freezer burned son it s a coffin haven t you learned anything throwing vietnam roses monkeys watch us you know the ledge you ve fallen off every three years panic stricken gunned down looking for a moral high ground everybody s dead everybody s dead everybody s dead i m the new mayor of jamestown everybody s dead everybody s dead i m the new mayor  i ll have you know i had a profession years ago now i stay wicked like the lights that search for immigrants at night i run like the timequakes cannot catch me but they find me and are quick to sentence me i once was warm and ran with the horde but i don t wanna look poor no more we re being hunted and skinned to pieces as we float we learn to skip town and find something new in the voice every main street must end every life will ruin it s course all i m doing is verse suffocating inside of an alligator purse in the miracle mile you either find or be food or something worse everybody s dead everybody s dead everybody s dead everybody s dead everybody s dead everybody s dead i wanna be the mayor of baghdad everybody s dead everybody s dead everybody s dead everybody s dead everybody s dead everybody s dead i wanna be the mayor of baghdad 
['abstract hip hop', 'conscious hip hop', 'maine hip hop', 'political hip hop', 'underground rap']