asleep or paralyzed Why are we scared to verbalize Our multicolor dreams? When will we come to realize We're all stoned or pacified While the boogie men organize
elevate organically [right] My pen like a turntable arm moves mechanically Even when the groove shifts or skips dramatically I accurately etch out my welded fine fantasy
the book! The salt on my lips is an enzyme, That metabolizes reality, To fuel these dirty delusions! You're leading me to these CONCLUSIONS! The organs
I was born botanical the soul of an animal deep beneath the layers, I sink my roots no need for mechanical I come strictly organical when I need to feast
up revealing giant candelabrums outlining the space. The boat turns into a bed. There is a huge pipe organ. The PHANTOM sits at the organ and takes
Orleans They had a fifth friend. She was straight Black-Portuguese Pretty palm-olive-soaped skin, AloeVeralese She looked like the type of chick you only see in fantasies
maintain Stepped off at City Hall into the rain; and ran into my nigga named Dane - I mean Hakeem And we was buildin on how we could organize the team
Organic plastic as a smooth solid food Fascinating form a low divided voice The fantasy of body-talk a limit for flesh Nitrate ass not a god's meal, creation
fear, I fantasized: The days were long, the weeks flew by Before I knew I was awake My days were through, it was too late My greatest fear, I organized
's gonna sign him to Jive and that's the truth Taking care of my functions still smokin, up the shrubery I stopped eating chicken 'cause the shit was too rubbery My produce, organic
history is rotten, the young young and pure grow dead and cold. I don't need a book for saving, fellowship or days of praying. Organizing means dilution
rational thoughts in reality Multiple personalities battle me And I snapped cause I cant control the things that I do I wanna hurt people when the fantasy
cas, j'encrasse le filtre, la fumee se compte en taffes donc tu tombes en panne. Les gens stagnent sans strass, sans cesse sans taff et fantasment. Je
wall, prayin basketball Was my future for this young one Hooping in the sun, proud to be where I come from Later shootin guns fantasizing Fascinated
North Pole is ready to squirt a fantasia or lickstabation Your firm tits, I wanna lick you quite to death Unfuck your belly button and spread your legs right to left Grab my organ
jizzm It's a profitable business to rationalize into cynicism That it's wrong but it isn't No. 5: never let a female be equal with you Equal right's a fantasy
I'm gonna organize some changes in my life I'm gonna exorcise the demons of my past I'm gonna take the car and hit the open road I'm feeling ready
live within four walls scrape insect infested dreams cancer cornered worn accepting misery as a way of dealing within this complex fantasy which way or