.....as my dirty thoughts mud wrestle in my head muscle
you got your lucky charms i know your believing in warlocks
you better be keeping your door locked and bolted
say praise the lord as i raise a sword and revoke it
psychological warfare for the holy
smoke your last bowl-y
your little ship capsizes your rap dies slowly
got a good old fashioned passion for smashing what they built
with no guilt at full tilt at full speed at full blast
coming full circle on that ass
Im the idealistic realistic mystic from the past
who just gets more inteligent dont risk it i'm fast
better get involved on how the world revolves and evolves
and solve all that you can solve before your mind desolves


.......god damn....and that was mid 90's