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  • Run It

    Run It

    Infinitely Stoned Productions

    (Huh? Speak up.)

    Yeah.

    My doctor told me silence is a virtue.

    I told him keeping quiet is a physical hazard.

    I got a heavy habit of over-stepping the boundary lines I stitch

    my lips but the thread is ripping like ninety times They want

    a filter? I tell 'em build it and try to find A

    way to bottle lightning and put it in a design

    (No chance!) I talk too much,

    I bought the crutch I double-clutch the clutch,

    I'm out of touch My dentist said my jaw is locked but

    I still discuss The mechanics of how I'm about to blow up

    and bust!

    Shut it down? I can't shut my mouth!

    (Shut it!) Spit it out till they clean the house!

    (Clean it!) Bite the tongue,

    let the fever out!

    (Go!) Yeah, we loud and we never bow!

    (Wait, hold on, let me speed it up)

    Now watch the cadence shifting,

    I'm lifting the heavy heavy weight I desecrate the basic,

    they wait for me to cooperate But I accelerate the rate,

    I'm locking the gate I make 'em suffer while they contemplate the

    master of baiting (Who?

    Me!) I'm criminally fluent,

    I do it and then I ruin it My therapist is crying,

    she says I shouldn't be doing this I tell her "Shut up,

    lady, I'm paying you for your listening!" My ego is glistening,

    my targets are always vanishing!

    Shut it down?

    I can't shut my mouth!

    (No way!) Spit it out till they clean the house!

    (Sweep it!) Bite the tongue,

    let the fever out! (Ahhhh!)

    Yeah, we loud and we never bow!

    I'm the catalyst, the analyst,

    the advocate of battery I shatter every flattering comparison with strategy I'm

    rattling the cavity, defying every gravity A tragedy of majesty,

    I'm talking with audacity (Wait,

    breathe... okay, go!) I'm a lyrical miracle physical obstacle optical optical optical

    (That was too many opticals!) Shut up!

    I'm running the chronicle,

    comical, volatile

    But... I guess my biggest mistake...

    Is thinking my jaw is too expensive to break. (Oof.)

    (Just... put a piece of tape over it next time.)

    (Nah, I'll bite through it.)

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