The Truth Is Lies

[Verse One: Jack Cracker]

Madison's indigenous turn magna into igneous

Writer fluid and lighter fluid, spark up like the branch of [?]

Twisted as Oliver

High enough to be seen by amateur backyard astronomers

Passing through Andromeda

Check your monitors

Guess too fast to be late

The Crest not just another empty tube of toothpaste

Packaging tape

Pull quick off a hairy chest at your very best

You're still too late to put out the flame finesse

A little weed is all I need calling me

And I'm off the hook, like a fish too small to keep

Across the books

Once open I'm hard to shut

It's all in the bluff so if you win, roll up your cuffs

The seemingly seemless

Dreamless, narcoleptic

Need his call connected, even when all's dissected

It operates as one if I could paint the sun

And water colors life would imitate the smoke from this Naked Gun

In place I run, giving chase to none

At my back (well why's that?)

Cause I let off like leaving the back with a dye pack

Batting down the hatches

I splash when I practice

So here's looking at ya's

When I'm lit like a book of matches

Who's molded from the Clay of Cassius?

Filtered through the ashes

Flow can't coagulate from the self induced thrashes

Metaphors form the glasses

Beyond these walls

Tiger's hide in patches of tall grasses and wait for you to fall



[Verse Two: AD]

Ayo I struggle in life, I'm juggling knifes

If I fumble I slice my sight's heights till my humbling rights

I'm a hidden tiger lurking for the crouching dragon

I'm out to tag him, he's a [?] his mouth is bragging

I jump from tree to tree a blunt's a "B" to me

If I want it evenly, I'll stunt a cheetah's z's

So call "Geronimo!" And you fall like dominoes

I'm appalled and on my toes cause of laws and how I chose

So I say what I wanna while obeying my mama

I never play to her dishonor cause she gave me a lot of

[?] somber

I hold a comma to bomb ya your whole genre in my armor

I do believe ah, strong influence is your teacher

So I need to keep up on education in my leisure

I wear my sunglasses, I'm aware I don't run fast

I munch acid with dumb asses until the fun passes

I'm a lost kid, in the snow frostbit

I never know what the cost is

I just throw my last bit

I'm looking over my shoulder

I'm hoping to hold ah

Eye contact of that girl while I'm still sober

I never know the last thing

I knew before the first one

My ass sings and birds come

The [?] that's not burnt, look what the herbs done

Spark it up and pass it back

The bark is rough but has a chance to call your bluff

At first glance there's lots of us

I think we can if we put our minds to it

Lines get proven near your boys when you get high to 'em

I got my boots untied

I think the truth is lies

So I juice my life to come through my rhyme

And I'm out