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Time Bomb
Shed some skin
Work for profit at the nearby gym
That's the way its always been
You need to be thin
Look at the late Karen Carpenter anorexia
Hollywood can't live up to your perfect ideal
Like Ally Mcbeal or Shaq behind the wheel
Used to have Richard Simmons Deal a Meal
But that doesn't even appeal
Need to stand strong
Eminem keeps closing in on his new found friend
We all have friends in low places Peyton faces
Its a mass hysteria folks can't get near ya
A memory fades from those glory days of Springstein & the boys
Today instead we got a lot of noise but that's by choice
We once were a renegade we had it made
To day we got one foot on solid ground with the other in the grave
Twisted fashion jeans with rips down the side
What's the lady in waiting now wearing
Don't try to scare them a need to pretend
Slim Shady just left for the Navy working on those rhymes as a taste of gravy
Props to the one who raised his voice to the masses
Once this life is lived there can be no second chances
Advances as the stereo pops boogy down to the socks homeboy do think a lot
Today we need to start thinking outside the box
It's not about fame, fortune or even Goldi Locks
Homeboy does think a lot
We are making the mends creating the tide
Warhol sought for everyone 15 minutes of fame
We each shall shine
Wine, dine & 69
The wave was the things of the past today we just text
Look for better ways to have sex
Relax and bask in the vast expanse of realism
Heroin someboy jump the gun in your arm sound the alarm
Such an epidemic someone stop it
Loose cannons in our ivory tower of power
Some say he just a ***ing liar
Can't we take the steam up higher
It comes down to the wire
Quest for fire
Grant you your desire
A big house on ocean front property with a college degree
Knocking them boots in the afternoon with a sleeze get you on your knees
Some say the poet dreams to much but what do they even know
Bust up the beat to increase the tempo
I got more ways to show
Like a time bomb ticking away
Let's all celebrate with the coexist crowd cause we get along
Gone are the days we used to frolic in haze
Today we are each a mouse stuck in a maze
