In the time of chimpanzees I was a Tralfamadorian/ doing 88 in the Delorean/ playing Accordion/ demented space monkey spray painting the vegetables/ machine gun bra and the beef cake pantyhose/ kill the head lights and put it in neutral/ Starship flaming with a loser in the cruise control/ baby's in Philly with the vitamin D/ gotta couple of couches sleep on the love seat/ someone keeps saying I'm insane to complain about a meaningless life and my brains on my shirt/ don't believe everything that you breath/ you get a hole in your head and a maggot on your sleeve/ so shave your face with some mace in the dark/ saving all your food stamps and burning down the trailer park/ Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? Voices of evil in a bozo nightmare/ Banned all the music for status and a pager/ 'Cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag/ One's on the pole shove the other in a bag/ With reality shows and the cocaine nose job/ daytime crap of a rap singer snob/ He hung himself with a sitar string/ Choke the turkey neck and it's hangin' from a chicken wing/ You can't write if you can't relate/ Trade the cash for the beat to a body full of hate/ And my time is a drop of rain/ falling on the tiger/ as it's eating out the innards

Mr. Bright side of the moon, found his tomb, lit the fume/ as she danced around the living room, smitten too/ the spirit who'll appear in you to clear your view when you're too hazy/ pay me no mind like the giant dildo crushing the sky/ the catcher in the rye/ taking more meds than prescribed/ drive by body pierce/ thought the rain was clear, but the pain it pours/ find me in hell making s'mores/ the fire burns, I tried to learn but I was always too good at being sad/ darkness in my bag/ I'm stupid and contagious/ turning with the pages/ with the sun falling it's more dangerous/ my imaginary friend has a gun and she's aiming it to my head/ as I drop dead through the cherry raindrops and vanilla skies/ I look her in the eyes with that smile that could shine for miles on end/ prepared for rejection, here we go again. He blew his mind out in a car He didn't notice that the lights had changed oh boy he's going far he found love and forgot his name

Slap you in the face with the unexpected/ at yah girls place making breakfast/ run yah necklace/ leave yah twins with the headless horsemen/ a living abortion/ Darko, the name's heavy in the streets/ turn yah brain to spaghetti on the beat/ it's the negative creep/ even if you kill me I'll still be in your fucking dreams/ hustling schemes/ what you know bout me?/ I be the S U P/ E R/ see y'all in hell/ separating cells/ to Melle Mel/ as the record spins on the Numark/ I spit a few darts to the instrumental side/ rap game Incesticide/ chemically unbalanced/ the foulest of em all/ held the mic like a holy chalice and gave it to yah raw/ the super/ but this ain't no Smallville/ most illinest had them batty boys all killed/ Darko never sold his soul on no Amazon/ rather pin his eyelids back and watch "Who's the Boss?" Marathons/ selling Chapstick to wack rappers/ who have it ass backwards/ like philosopher turned back up dancer/ doing the humpty hump/ jumped off the roof like Billy Jacobs/ they crowned the false prophet with his silly make up/ wake up its the first of the month and the systems down/ ain't gon' tell yah again, open the pod bay door's Hal/ Wow how he do it? The super get so stupid Make the crowd just lose it Put a twist of funk in the music Just don't abuse it, yeah

Shoot me in the face I'm a fucking mess/ stuck in this place going out of my head/ brain dead as zed and the reason is/ I'm a piece of shit just ask my bleeding wrists/ everyone picks on the ugly kid/ but wait till he flips his wig/ the weirdo snapped, Mr Antihero is back/ with a stack of vinyl and a requiem for a denial/ self loathing like its going out of style/ leave the competition steaming like a pile/ all the while, forgot how to smile/ plus he's wack as hell/ quit rap don't yah got some crack to sell/ feeling last and certainly least/ all the murder needs to cease in the confines of my mind/ don't worry I'm fine/ my imaginary friend hung himself, woe is me/ my safe haven set on fire like ODB/ in this mental hell/ watched on as the devil fell/ down the endless abyss/ nameless to the gift/ and for this curse I feel blessed/ depressed and weary/ gauge my eyes out now I see it clearly/ escaping the rain/ take me down the drain/ in need of cash and could use some change/ rest my head on the tracks waiting for the train Shoot me in the face I've fucking had it/ would do it myself but my guns plastic and I'm too much of a bitch/ sick of being sick of being sick/ jumping off the bridge/ I'm just a fish like the rest of humanity/ lost in my sanity/ they're after me, the suicide chump/ spreading his message to the bass in yah trunk/ I ain't got no feelings and these scars aren't healing fast enough/ times are ruff and tuff, I had it up to here with the man in the mirror/ deceiving me, eagerly awaiting my death/ cyanide on yah breath/ I got a hole in my chest and there's no one to fix it/ gotta straighten my thoughts I'm thinking too much sick shit/ as I contemplate with my heart in they're hand/ soul consumed with hate as they crush it to sand/ bet it wasn't in the plan for that gun to jam/ this ain't a measly cry for help/ I gotta get these demons out from inside myself/ drowning in the tears/ surrounded by my fears/ writing poems of suicide/ losing my once sane mind to the hands of time/ melting off the clock/ sitting in a tin can waiting for the world to stop/ as they sit back and watch

(Shit Head) Heart burn, nausea Depressed loser Morbid asshole Fuck you, kill me Where am I? What is this? Lights out, dangerous Loathing, pity Hatred, sissy Models, metaphor Insanity, say no more Shit head, dumb ass Love's dead, fuck that Don't sell your soul Get fat, be old Suicidal head piece Imagination lost me Filthy, come clean Pig's sty's lovely My wings are stubs now Escape death somehow Blood red, eyes shut Portal, dream world Parallel universe Gym class, bad days Memories, dead inside Hang myself, you read my mind Nice to meet you, say good bye Roll over, play alive (Damn Carny) Lay me down I'm done playing your game/ here's another word that rhymes with shame/ honey bunny won't you take all my money/ I fell for it again/ hey buddy is that your girlfriend?/ I'm just a fish in a bag/ and for this I feel so sad/ losing all my pride/ for some self righteous suicide/ spent my soul at the lemonade stand/ with a beer can in my hand/ and I don't know you anymore/ maybe cos I'm plenty poor/ baby you got what I need/ and you say I'm a negative creep/ sleeping in slime and I just got signed/ cyanide breath mint on my tongue/ Jesus Christ look what you've done

Gone fishing on the moon/ Wishing from the womb/ Tender age in bloom/ Send your faith to whom/ Resides in the sky so blue/ And it's true/ When your shadow disappears/ Always know that I'll be here/ To share in the loneliness/ Lets not go out just like the mist/ Suicide pact, who decides that/ Rats in the sewage/ Hoopla on the news is too Huey Lewis/ Stupid does what it loves/ Irrational psychotic apes of this dirt ball/ Still think the earth's small/ And believe in false hope/ Un evolved dopes/ Chances are slim/ That dance will never begin/ No doves will ever sing/ So rejoice in your sin/ Drown the fish in the powdered water till it learns how to swim/ They keep putting me down/ Treating me like a clown/ Poor Evan Souza/ No one gets his sense of humor/ Oh what a loser, yeah what a loser/ Lakers beat the super sonics but I still had a bad day/ My mind decays in the passing of the winter daze/ Frayed to the point I'm falling apart/ Pushing up daisies and shopping carts/ Start your new lease on death/ I couldn't hate you any less/ It wasn't like what I dreamed/ It isn't like what it seems/ Selling used hearts by the uni mart/ Nicotine and hot sauce/ Waiting for things to pop off/ Watching life and can't press pause/ I'm way too stressed dawg/ Shaking dice with the reaper/ Eagerly awaiting the after life/ Gives me something to look forward to/ I'm morbid how are you? …Part 2: Pockets full of halls and some cherry flavored Chapstick/ I be the finest emcee on the planet/ tums in my backpack/ I may be a loser but you're a dumb jackass/ travel sized tissues and my mental issues/ piss my pants hold my hand down the hallway to the nurses aid, like we're back in 3rd grade and I heard em say/ I got clouds on sun shiny days/ won't let your parade get in the way of my rain/ god bless my parents, your child's otherworldly, with a back pack past and dreams of freaking fly girlies/ surely not the smartest/ failed chemistry but I'd rather be an artist/ creativity with imagery not living the industry dream/ my thoughts aren't sick as they seem/ losing my well being/ on the treadmill with hell's demons/ contemplated suicide more than once or twice/ but I'm still here/ my Gretchen Ross still thinks I'm weird/ I like wine coolers not man enough for beer/ still think DOOM's the man of the year/ Frank Zappa is my hero, J Dilla changed my life/ Still love Deltron Zero, wish Sunny Lane was my wife/ my girl's like "oh you got jokes?" Yeah that, mad beats and rap quotes/ wish Dirt Dawg didn't do so much dope/ Beck's still my hero, Eyedea changed my life/ got love for Deltron Zero, wish Scarlet Johansen was my wife/ my girl's like "oh you got jokes?" Yeah that, mad beats and rap quotes

I'm better off dead like Lane Meyer/ jet engine on my bed and I've had the same fire/ since ninety three with the same lighter/ you ain't as live as me on this rhyme beat crime spree/ I find it hard it's hard to find/ sometimes doesn't matter how much I try/ my soul still sucked dry/ I'm a loser baby/ whose gone crazy/ not much can amaze me over these break beats/ the tv raised me/ till I was set free at 18/ to blaze mic's with the same steam/ as a teenage Kurt filled with angst/ as the earth puts them killer ants in yah pants/ come on dancevoices of evil in a bozo's nightmare/ my whole life I was scared/ unaware of the truth/ in the lair it's the super/ suicides never the answer little trooper/ came to save the game like Mighty Mouse/ unlike everything you write about/ hype the crowd, done living a life of doubt/ shove the mic down yah throat/ quit all that boasting its hopeless/ got all the poets rolling in their graves/ you soulless shade of grey/ I bring the purple tangerine in this black and white scene/ it all started with a dream like Risky Business/ it's my life you just live it/ yah ain't hip to the slang that I speak/ design beats to bang out the jeep/ with a loser in the cruise control/ burning CD's for every fool you know/ drones with they're head phones in they're ass/ skipping outta class to smoke the Dare instructor's stash/ I'm the Dark One but still an insecure kid/ who had enough and started twisting bullies wigs/ in my younger daze I use to sport a Sony Walkman and own a pair of Eric Koston's/ lost in translation sweeping across the nation/ in my fortress of solitude my mind seems vacant/ satan on my shoulder skating on Dayton rims/ the holder of a boulder spray painting on the bridge/ peel em off the page throw em in the maze/ just another one trapped/ searching for God's path after the worm hole collapsed/ take me to your portal/ I am but a mortal being/ perceiving is believing, seeing and achieving/ the means of peace/ fear makes you weak/ love is all you need/ 10 foot man making my lunch/ see you in the someday pass the spiked punch