Particle Head - The Cutlery, Mr. J. Medeiros, Blanka

Holding back ain’t an option till cold and black in a coffin

When Goldman Sachs came to Gotham we sold’em Batman and Robin

They told us that happens often the older you get you soften

Till all that you get is coffee a swollen colon and moth eaten clothes

I got a problem with those without a problem a dozer without a dream

And so cozy to be forgotten a boner without a condom we on a boat to Zimbabwe

Wait nope it’s going to Swazi where culture owns every body

Give a hand to the man who ain’t me Dali

One hand to the land of the free Dali

Another hand gotta feed the family

And gotta hand for the handling fee

My forearms gonna get a little weak Dali

Work around but they can’t stand the heat Dali

I’m two clocks and I’m hanging from the tree’s

We all hands with a case of defeat

They playing that Anglo Sax again playing like ain’t no axioms

Accidents happen when you keep claiming that they ain’t African

Out of my way they after’em axe to the nose they hacking’em

Axel Rose’n ‘em Slash’n ‘'em laughing like they ain’t mad at’em

Fuck a civilian «One in a Million» playing in back of them

Take’em out of they manuals Hannibal they ain’t battling

Maybe if it ain’t pale as them they’ll derail any path to them

Saying it’s ancient aliens curses slavers and pathogens

Politicians got a lobster in they hand Dali

And they calling on us all to take a stand Dali

Got us hanging on their every demand

On the wall just a waving our waving our

Tryna get a shot like it’s 1963 Dali

We going round all hands no feet Dali

Can’t stop or they’ll replace me

I got a clock where my face should be

Now how come Illuminati is all we know of Ebola

While sinking in our economy drinking it’s Coca Cola

I’m peeking over it’s shoulder and all I see is Enola

Wait no I think that is Dorian all I know is the story is grey as that Delorean

Maybe it’s all a Freudian play on every topic

Eh wait I think I’m boring them take it back to that box hit

Away in that Delorean who did Michael J Fox kiss ok it’s Freud again

Pay no mind to the ti on me Dali

Put it together and it’s time on me Dali

And time ain’t but a leash on me

I can even find where my feet should be

I can’t even read what this article says Dali

It says it’s hard for the will to get ahead Dali

Even harder if you still in bed

Look at me I’m a particle head