MC Paul Barman - Go Sane Lyrics

Yo, yo, yo 1, 2, 3, in the place to be
Having a P-A-R T-Y check me out now

Whoever dare to follow
Eats humble pie with merde gelatto
Nowadays you can buy a Rothko at a Costco
News is entertainment even if
It's gloom and doom
Customers create by mixing up
What they consume like a DJ
Lichtenstein picked a time to hang comic
Books on Broome and Broadway
Marketplace lies at the crossroads
Ads are better products cause they
Cost more than the show
After maximal fragmentation it's
Natural to converge
Church and state merch is hate
That's why they should never merge
I advocate for abstinence when
It comes to cocaine
The brand is recognized by color
Scheme even with no name
In a crazy world it's difficult to go sane
(Go Sane) hurts no worse than the curse
Of habit's that don't work
Or to burst on stage completely unrehearsed
These basement tapes are savin'
Grace from chasin' papes

Ass-fuck with brass knucks
If you pluck my last buck, pickpocket
I'll rip your balls from out your dicksocket
And combination lock your lips
For shit talking

My rhymes stick around like a cold sore
How come Mead don't make
Unruled notebooks no more?
I don't like the Russell one
Cover the color of bubblegum
Plus the binding always comes undone
I'm so New York, I changed my number to 3-1-1
Try starvin' and you'll prefer
Eatin' by wide margin
MC Paul Barman presents a
Tempting fall bargain:
More knowledge in one song then
The next man's whole album

Fluffers drool gladly suffer fools badly
It's hard to pardon a fool
Comin' fresh like shesh besh
That's the cardinal rule
Fake purist is an undertaker
Thinks he's an operator
My wife had to explain that
If we were all innovators
Then the systems would stop and quit
But the system's a fallacy
Reality's duality, My theory of opposites
Biz Markie clowned around
Was really in charge jay-Z comes Joe Schmo
Google plex extra large
Clinton dodged questions but watch lies
Bounce past the gate
Whereas Bush spit's opposites
Shit's smacks in your face
You swear you'll never bitch
Like your grandmom
But an opposite pole defines the
Plane that you stand on
So how to create an idenity you're proud of?
All those threats just beg for loud love
The hitman's a chump
The boss keeps the riches
Gunguy takes risks
First to sleep with the fishes kERPLUNK!
Doublepump's only power for gutterpunks
It's harder to run the factory for Puffalumps
New kid on the block, Glock locked by Euclid
It up
And if you don't know, Look it up -stupid