[Lyric] In Class Exercise 6 Post-Doomsday Edition (Drig)

Are there modern day saints walking among us?
For when the bubble busts
On the fluff
And it's knuckles up
Snuffleupagus
Push a couple buttons
To watch
Cheney hunting ducks
Not when the price was right
And Bob was barking come on
Down
Now she's ripping through your town
With the curveballs
She's pitching form the mound
Self centred orbit
Ruin the land
So when the unit expands
Centrifugal force
Turn the troops into vitruvian men
Cookie cutter shape shit
Quick escape and shape shift
Leave behind no answers
No explanation
Born a freak of nature
Leave a saviour
Read the papers
Heathen preaching peace cuz
He fed up
And can't direct his anger
I just
Unplugged
Shuffling
Double dutch
In an out of consciousness
You ain't promised shit
With shoe polish and politics
The true author
Luc Goddard
Blue ball em
Who. Want it
Leave 'em breathless when
I drop a script
Apocalypse now
Dropping octaves
In the key to life
Like I see the light
Beamin bright
Nah I'm just
Naiive as
Rolling up the rim
With a plethora of quarters in a Tim Horton's cup
And calling it a fool proof plan for change
It's higher stakes
Mess around and get hanged
I'm getting carried away like
Here's the scene
When it comes to fucking up bars
I'm hung like a horse
Until I'm hung like David Carradine
Yeah kid I said it
Spit dirty
Flip gurney
Open heart surgery
No antiseptic
Sixth sense for entitlement
Plead the fifth symphony
Shouting fore
When they knock down the door
To the dos equis man
Knots in my head
The rain man of dropping these gems
As fine as fibre optical threads
Fire like K12
Fire like G20
I been ready
Swam through shits creek again
Amd came out crispy
Stay gold on the chest
Grooves in the wax
Immortalized in flesh