[Verse 1: Verse]
Barely understanding whether or not my style's demanding attention
And did I mention that the tension leads to the apprehension of the simplistic mystic, twisted vibe
Materialistics must've missed it
My tribe grows in numbers like the ham stocks
As the talks grow deep, the slow creep
The fast dash in the race for cash
Though the hashes burn slowly, you know me
I'm never one to let the undertow be the thing to take me down and drown me
Beneath the surface
To defeat the purpose, retreat is worthless
You could run but you can't hide
No escape
From the feet that keep you moving like the 4-track tape
Can you stand it, the Kung Fu kicks?
The one who spits the verse
Never the cursed but we run through thick fog in the cemetery
The weather very cold
The track's so old translating as sonic loops unfold

[Chorus: Verse & Kung Fu Vampire]
Barely standing (barely)
Barely standing (standing)
Barely standing (barely)
Barely standing (standing)
[Verse 2: Verse]
Slaying evil
Horse-playing with people getting Medieval
Praying this serrating under pain and nobody that's ungodly decaying
Disembodied entities dark
He's wearing [nokies?] but like Pokey I'm walking through walls the craniums energy deep, the investor
The arrester of plots
Jester nor quester semester get thrown like yes sir
I could press the rigger into a ball of glass
The professor caresser at last
Aggressor possessor of psychic imagination
The vast desolation
The pro-creation of a daily manipulation
A mutant with perfect pollutants
Illogical transferments like spirits we drained
Think that snake doesn't need to fool no prank and sink to the lake while you on crank it, point blank range
Deranged short on change so this is how you think it all be frank
You shoulda spent more time in the think tank

[Bridge: Verse & Kung Fu Vampire]
Barely standing (barely)
Barely standing (standing)

[Verse 3: Kung Fu Vampire]
Barely standing on one foot that's the kief on the leaf
That's easily put
Now I decay the protégé
Causing disarray
Don't wanna meet my fiancée
She ain't from San Jose
Gone away every Sunday
I took the subway to Top Hay
But I didn't listen
A screen place, tricks on me
Judgement day so I piss in the streets, of every city I'm in
Defeat the lows
Hold the flow of the reign on drugs
Still taking out you pseudo thugs
It fucks the slugs in the dressed undressed
And I'm overly confessed
And if I stop to rest I'm far from the best, the wealthiest
Or the happiest, or the stealthiest
You're in my call, bumping into walls I keep on going till I know it all
[Chorus: Verse & Kung Fu Vampire]
Barely standing (barely)
Barely standing (standing)
Barely standing (barely)
Barely standing (standing)