Kid Again

Wish I was a kid again Sprinkle sugar Douse it with some cinnamon Check the synonyms oh it's him again Rhyming game smarter than one million Brazilians And that's not on me Just the lack of education spilling in Loquacious with the lines Gracious with my time Quite Audacious for his age Blame it on the crime Switch that Blame it on the name Responsible claims I could say I want the fame But you know I really want the Dames I guess I really want to struggle like a dog with a muzzle Or a drunken guzzle Next day wake up dazed in a shuffle Confused staring at the Sunday crossword puzzle Throw up in a duffle Cook some eggs scrambled better then a deli The bacon sizzle while my chick tell me She ready to put it in her belly Stick of gum after so her breaths not smelly Then we proceed to yelling Ol yeller Go count the green up like an old school bank teller Then grab the wine from the dank cellar The dank stank up the place worse then the mase and the old cheddar whatever fool Follow my mind for a thrill But that just makes me ill Ain't got the will to tell my heart man it ain't chill to preach about it then go out and do the same Hypocrite I spit my shit to the pavement and then my grave Switch up switch up switch up Don't put your kicks up Been writing since a kid and I'm never gon ever give up Live up to expectations stronger than my fucking liver Dictionary ain't my mind it's more that I understand what's between the lines Been reading it since i hit five Since momma wrote her alibi and cried Since myself was the only person I could confide Don't wanna lie but Everyday I'm waking up promise for something better Pop on a new sweater But the weather don't comprehend common man's agenda So this is something I'll send ya Write it down on a pen or paper Or just play this record so many times that you gon remember The feeling of a cold December Through the doors to vendors Corridors filled with lords and emperors So you gotta just flip them the bird If I had one word to give it'd be complacency ya heard Cause I never get complacent with anything I see even if I'm stuck cleaning up turds Even if my back hurt from scrubbing dishes at my work So I can cash the check and invest in a mic with some fur Maybe look like mike with his fur Maybe a dyke with a perm I'd rather like look spike making her I'd rather be jaquim than river I'd rather shiver then give up and go and eat chicken dinner I'd rather be a family man then a sinner In this game we play you know there's a clear winner