2003-03-03 | OPERATION DOOMSDAY

"the dr. is out"

the United Nations is fit to be untied, and everybody on Wall Street lied

Rather then meet Dan, I opted to die, So many wheels of misfortune, I decided not to drive

Taking a gander on the back of a knife-wielding goose, couldn't find any sincere life-takers, any switchblade but loose

Cannons raw like sushi boning mc's like fish, twisted like your gothic sister, deeper then William Perry's cereal dish

The 7 faces of Dr. Huxtable, each one a little wetter, by appointment only, first one hundred customers get a free autographed Cosby sweater

Everything changes when you're out

Everything changes when you're in

much to my chagrin

much to my chagrin

nothing really changes when you sin

everything changes when you doubt what's within

everything changes when you're out (from within)

much to my chagrin I'm in

sTRAITJACKET SURGEONS COAT hiding all my emotional scars

laser surgery means operational hazards, pulses crashing like cars

flatline opponents get revived with a ray gun

when i shoot them with my knowledge, they receive feeds from whack radio stations

i'm not dead yet

i'm alive for this moment, and i plan to make the most of every one that i have left, and i'm not afraid of death

i'm not depressed, i'm disappointed, mostly at myself, money can buy me happiness, and wealth can lead to good health

i've gotta do something on my days off from the grind, because the pursuit to dig myself out of it, is taking its toll on my mind

but the only way to ease it is to achieve what is attainable

it hurts to be typecast as an everyman just because i haven't proven i'm capable

part of me is a simpleton, but the other part is as complex as they come

but if i don't do something to show it, then i can't complain about being labeled as dumb

- premature ejaculation | tantra +