Oh, these are the times that try men’s souls
What dire offense from amorous causes springs
What mighty contests rise from trivial things
Trivial things
Shorty!
[Chorus]
When we come through, trouble on our minds
Doin’ kung fu, doubled on the down rhymes
We succumb to the viciousness of our times
You too young to appreciate what makes the finer things fine
When the verse hits, the earth splits
The reason being seemingly these ain’t even the worst bits
Spittin’ on a fire, criticality/desire, but the wire’s hot
And a liar’s not a liar if you know the shot
Drop
Stop and roll
We inspire with the money/steady rock
and southern-fried soul
Back to star jammin’,
slammin’ shots at the bar,
mannin’ up
Bein’ roughly who you are,
baby, that could be enough
Callin’ up, ballin’ it up, wit’ bucolic alcoholics, all vocalic
With vocoder, we reversing gravity and falling up
It’s a tragedy how taller people get to dunk,
I wish I was a little bit less drunk,
some old imitation Jackson Pollack
callin’ me a punk
The evil that men do lives after them
The good is oft interred with their bones
[Chorus]
When we come through, trouble on our minds
Doin’ kung fu, doubled on the down rhymes
We succumb to the viciousness of our times
You too young to appreciate what makes the finer things fine
I got scars on my knuckles, lone stars on my buckles
When I’m truculent I do the huckle-buckle (I’m a juggernaut)
Never in the rain caught, I’m never not sauced
like a fighter with a right cross, a fat-cat chat bot,
that slot is taken by a fat knot, jackpot
Crackin’ like a hacker on slashdot, I’m not
No, I’m not loose I be tighter than the Gordian
Mirror up to nature like my man Richard Rorty, and
Thoughts are mechanical, computers do philosophy
Thetawaves are turbulent with cognitive velocity
Limits of my language are the limits of my world
Smiley faces? What are you, a nine-year-old girl?
I can step like Ginobili, handle the basketball
Lift the boogie-down mic up two hundred stories tall
Oh, these are the times that try men’s souls
What dire offense from amorous causes springs
What mighty contests rise from trivial things
Trivial things
