The Wharf Song

Hey yo we take it to the maximum
1040 easy taxin' 'em slow pokes we turtle waxin' 'em
So get you’re girdle 'cause we’re gonna keep it fertile
Got you struggling for business like that place on 10th and Myrtle
Psyche Origami (Psyche O) with that milk that never curdles
Push yo wig back like no windshield in a convertible yo
We still hurtin' you with words above the neck for cats
That don’t like the work but still want the check
From Marietta to the Dec, Southside to Cartersville and your
Head’ll get flown just like planes at Hartsfield
Yo, these thoughts will pierce your epidermis if you ain’t gripping the mic
And keepin' it warm like a thermos
You know it’s like pouring gasoline onto a furnace
When you put us on a plate and turn us
33 and a third
We still smooth like the horn on Donald Bird
Got you rockin' name plates that say do not disturb
But I’m precise with every word 'cause I place 'em properly
While you smoked out and say your metaphors sloppily it’s like
Come on and just take a sec to realize time and space and find a space to just
relax yourself
Ain’t no worries here dog as far as I can tell we dwell with subterranean
thought propel
Just get me out of this hell, put me on a mountain top with some nature to smell
So I can have an open mind when I bless the crust
'cause at the end of the night it’s just us, Cuts
Synthesis and Dave Matter man the machines
While I compose data for fiends of all sorts
If I followed your lead I might rock highlights like fox sports
While I practice castin' spells on people at Hogwarts
I bring you forth to push you backwards smash with the
Force of Mac truck accidents with no surviving witnesses
Take it back to Bally fitness fall semester had to let it go to watch it fester
Bust a three without the lazy eye like Ronnie Lester and hopefully
I keep a legacy like Robin Nester, well all right
Turn the sounds up we build it from the ground up
Thousand foot beacon light the town up round 'em up, I’m down with a
Proof from hall park to bust shots with no silencer planes walkers
Ya’ll 'bout to balance the scale
Takin' comp from all challengers large or frail, fast or snail
Dark to pail, automobile, trains and third rail, fresh or stale, woman or male
Loose and walking the streets or in jail
The alchemy of opposites will soon prevail but for now do me a favor and pass
the ale
It’s like
Come on and just take a sec to realize time and space and find a space to just
relax yourself
Ain’t no worries here dog as far as I can tell we dwell with subterranean
thought propel
Just get me out of this hell, put me on a mountain top with some nature to smell
So I can have an open mind when I bless the crust
'cause at the end of the night it’s just us