Ra
“It doesn’t appear you have an account with us.”
“Can you spot me on this one? I just need enough to buy a pass from here to Fremont.”
“Look, kid I’ve got a line so I’m gonna let you go with this one, alright?”
“Hell yeah.”
“Shut up, just leave.”

Hold your breath
It's time to dive
Cause fish can swim
But sharks survive
I'm a basking, robbing
Froze the greatest white
Got a toothless grin
Still taking bites
Cause with no knives and no guns
I got two fives and two ones
I'm a high roller
Cause I tossed the dice
So I got to meet
Abe and Washington twice

I couldn’t stick around for very much longer
Waiting on a train was a mad conductor
Put the money in my pocket and i drove underground
The schedule said he was stopped downtown
I saw a brick wall right in front of my eyes
Ran a few steps forward and directly arrived
I told you it was magic and a hell of a ride
That was platform 9.75 (“nine point seventy five”)
Made it just in time
Like Timberlake
Was gonna hand this guy
What he wanted to take
Karma's real and it’s bearing down
What comes around...goes around

Dead ahead
Right there he was
A crumbling head
Ozymandias
I'm the traveler
He's from an antique land
I have come back
With some bank in hand

When I tapped his shoulder, he went to make a sound
But I grabbed the cash, stuffed it in his mouth
Be calm, sir, there's no need to shout
And I’m sorry, I don’t know what you’re talking about

Have a drink
And loosen your thoughts
Phoned for vodka
Now I’m calling the shots
Didn’t expect my return
That’s a twist in this plot
Cause your hands are tied
And your mind’s in knots

Looking pretty grim if I do say so
Grab your needle and thread
And then reap what you sow
Intimate with rage like a shower with hulk
Hope you brought your loofah *cough cough* rigno

Power wash your attitude
Scrub the grime
Turn a copper penny
Into an easy dime
Got a relentless, endless water supply
Infinite rinse and repeat
Then tumble and dry

Struck quicker than lightning
You haven’t heard the thunder
When the boom sound hits
Sit amazed and wonder
Making all this paper
Like Mifflin and Dunder
Tell Dwight it’s all clean
Doesn’t need to be laundered

Before, I tried to leave
And you didn’t let me
Then you chased me down
I escaped on my feet
But I came right back
You had made an enemy
Wake up, look at me
Are you even listening?

Sorry, bud
Just making sure you understood
Your eyes look spacey
Like Frank Underwood

But with an iron grip
I’ve got the upper hand
Look me in the eyes
You missed your chance

Took your rejection, but I didn’t accept it
Like venom in skin, it’s there but contested

Paid you in full
I’m staying put this time
I’m killing this rap
To the end of the line