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Mirror Mirror on the Wall Street Journal
Will this duffel bag of tricks lift me across these hurdles
Stir journals like a merry go round of Pomerol Merlot
Social Butterfly Effect infringing on your fly hoe
See my Roller Coaster Ride or Die glow
Got Cold Shoulder shrugs recline slow with Pine Smoke
Birthday Cake Batter it bake my time zone
I'm Elevator Pitch Perfect bitch you climb slow
Introducing the flow lucid dream chateau
Radio Station Wagon full of payola play-dough
You a Fire Drill Sergeant no effect on stagecoach
Light Bulb Moment of Truth, I turn the page loose
A House Is Not a Home on the Range with out the Range too
I fly off the Frying Pan Handle up to a space suit
Rock star wars, pay or you get the blade root
On the Moon Walk of Fame, I aint illest then name who
Rock Climbing Wall Street, pray the corners stay blessed
Will this Sleeping Bag of Bones form a skeleton at my rest
Stomach Aches, for Success, I'm a bread Basket Case
Chip Off the Old Block Party I whip wax and crates
Go the Extra Mile High Club I spat out my ace
uhThe dab hits home like an axe to the face
Silent Night Owl I could locate a needle inside a knife pile
I'm workin with my Cloud 9 lives now
Jigsaw Puzzle Piece of Mind I might dial ur lights out
Subway Train of Thought you get sprayed with lysol
Frosted Flakes of Snow on my heart it stay ice cold
On a Spin Cycle of Life I been dicing up the maestros
Ballpark Figure Skater watch me count all my dice rolls
Champagne Toast of the Town, bitch yo, Im tonight's host
Cut to the chase bank buck 50 across your meatloaf
Honeymoon Suite Dreams, Scripted in smog and weed smoke
Bar Stool Pigeon known to drink up my words
She got a Back Seat Driver's License left her ass on the curb
Light at the end of the tunnel vision is a sight to observe
You Batting Average Joe bro, I'm Sasmmy Sos' with the swerve
Blue Moon Landing, my Buzz, Buzz Aldrin Superb
Make you Kneel, arm strong stirring peaches and herb
Body Language Art teacher every reach I observe
It's a Cabin Fever Pitch, I left my speech on the curb
Cook that Cake Batter Up, then red velvet your shirt
A Diamond in the Rough Draft, fortune telling his worth
Should be a Stitch in Time Magazine before I see my hearse
Barking Up the Wrong Tree House get you lawfully burnt
I had a Change of Heart Strings, my dame saw me convert
Beauty and the Beast Mode, snuff the globe on my perch
I'm down to earth science, still puff a bone in a porsche
You a drop in the Bucket List nigga, u wont leave the porch