Gasoline

I am the god of the audible gold The rivers are blood when I talk its so cold all the oxygen froze They said know your product but no you're a product I know I'll never auction my soul (Oldboy) walking in snow (no voice) coffin is home When I die Tutankhamun a cue to comment on comets That come from my cuticles beautiful homage Please don't press me I'll go nuclear Sometimes I feel empty in my nucleus I'm Mt. Vesuvius these people petty for some new VS's Pressure pressing diamonds 'til they're blinding in my bluebird chest They running in circles to dumb down their virtues I hum like a hummingbird hundreds of verses Averse to the unassured, what is your worth? I know mine I'm the blood of the earth My inner wisdom inhibitions in a prison Shine like I'm in a prism Imposition when I'm in position Heart black as the ink I dip in it's exquisite Locked in a mental prison lucky for me I'm an escape artist What's a bullet to a David Blaine man you're better off shooting at fake targets I couldn't cry that's a great harvest cutting the head off a snake I'm never counting on no one just counting on all of the new dollar bills I can scrape Escape to the lake shore getting refined on my mental Blood on the page sure 'cuz I'm intertwined with the pencil I brought a typewriter just to finish all the ritual and sacrifice writers Y'all ain't nothing more than hype biters and some over-estimated ice buyers I'm a walking investment and a arbitrator of assessment Rapper refreshment though I never made it on the cover of Freshman I was busy with the lessons even as an adolescent My Midas touch too hot skin is incandescent Hold up, dousing flowers with the gasoline Hold up, getting casual with casualties Pull up, watch the notes grow to a rhapsody Sho Nuff, got the glow so I'm a masterpiece Hold up, dousing flowers with the gasoline Hold up, getting casual with casualties Pull up, watch the notes grow to a rhapsody Sho Nuff, got the glow so I'm a masterpiece