(When I first got in to magic, yeah.) When I first got into magic, it was an underground phenomenon Now everybody's like pick a card, any card If I shot my full load with the first hand I playedI'd be a monkey in a box hangin' with the David Blaines I be swimmin' with the sharks, mouths full of razor blades But I'm not, I got out of that game Escape Artist I talk 'til I'm red in my face with strain polyps I'll rock 'til I'm out of my range then raise octaves I play through the pain and remain conscience Refraining from commenting on the lame compliments And the petty criticisms from those who ain't accomplished Even one fifths of some of this **** I made progress with I'm leaving naysayers stumped like rain forests After years of pullin' rabit ears out my pants pockets I'm not revealin' any tricks of the trade It's just there ain't no magic in the breakdown baby In an effort to make 'em all see what I found in my life I decided to give 'em a look None of 'em giving a glimpse trying to guess that I'm sitting in the middle of an unread book Letters are falling apart But the sentence descend on the word and the wording is permanent Never been missed If you were missed What did you miss Interpreted is Falling and serving a sentence of solitary confinement Result in the death sentence just filling my running assignment I'm just wondering where my time went, it pulled a disappearing act And every single assistant I ever had got sawed in half You See I never payed attention But I can't afford to laugh'cause I'm lookin' for my break in an autograph for my CASTbut I'm short on staff so all I ask is volunteers in the crowdshow a little bit of audience participation now When I say hip (what do I say?) You, you say shut the **** up we ain't sayin ****!!! And I'll respect it Check it,In a flair for the dramatic exit A fashionable entrance Late to my own arraignment (Oh!) The self-destructive things that I do for entertainment My folks gave me this already broken heart as my pallet While I was out honing my craft you was disowning your talent That's why you still live at home And I bought this house off my parents I'm getting ahead of myself(gettin ahead of myself) I see the hair on my back(see the hair on my back) I'm on the road reading KerouacIt's poems versus better raps I think to myself What's worth remembering Versus defending the size of my manhood or confessional canned goods In an effort to make 'em all see what I found in my life I decided to give 'em a look None of 'em giving a glimpse trying to guess that I'm sitting in the middle of an unread book Letters are falling apart But the sentence descend on the wording and the wording is permanent Never been missed If you were missed What did you miss Interpreted is Falling and serving a sentence of solitary confinement Result in the death sentence just filling my running assignment But none of this is getting told in confidence I recognize the confidential records just to hold the listeners attention I'm a veteran of spacial relationships I clip ya wings to fit you in head shrinking magician Shape-shifting reptilian turned body contortionist Orphanages started offering torches to abortion clinics I lost acquaintances And a morgue of lady friends I gender bent the heaven sent angelic devil boy with God's androgynous I'm lookin' marvelous but looks can kill And I'm unsure about my ***ual orientations still Put me in a special kind of case that only breaks if You hit it with a bouquet of flowers and baby breath arrangement The vault is vacant They're all looking for fault or blame I called my agent The moment that I caught the train I let him know, I'm going nowhere, he's invited If he leaves tonight then he just might help me find it But this is my burden to bare, not his And I'm a psychic without a sidekick Holding the future hostage A loose cannon standing on the roof top with A new respect and understanding of bartenders and locksmiths They call me daredevil but I'm not precise enough Unprofessional on an amateur level, I love my life too much Escape Artist (x 5) I'm in two places at once Escape Artist I ain't slept in months Escape Artist I'm just trying to get away Ain't no magic in the breakdown baby[Ain't no magic in the breakdown babyNo magic in the breakAin't no magic in the breakdown ba-byEscape Artist][continues in background] Sage Francis:(Pussies, you're scared to shoot me in the heart!You know it's too big, uhh!****, I gotta bulletproof heart, hit me baby.I'll never fall in love with you, ever!If you got (heart?) so I do! *****!) Slug:Make some noise for Sage Francis ya'll!
(When I first got in to magic, yeah.) When I first got into magic, it was an underground phenomenon Now everybody's like pick a card, any card If I shot my full load with the first hand I playedI'd be a monkey in a box hangin' with the David Blaines I be swimmin' with the sharks, mouths full of razor blades But I'm not, I got out of that game Escape Artist I talk 'til I'm red in my face with strain polyps I'll rock 'til I'm out of my range then raise octaves I play through the pain and remain conscience Refraining from commenting on the lame compliments And the petty criticisms from those who ain't accomplished Even one fifths of some of this **** I made progress with I'm leaving naysayers stumped like rain forests After years of pullin' rabit ears out my pants pockets I'm not revealin' any tricks of the trade It's just there ain't no magic in the breakdown baby In an effort to make 'em all see what I found in my life I decided to give 'em a look None of 'em giving a glimpse trying to guess that I'm sitting in the middle of an unread book Letters are falling apart But the sentence descend on the word and the wording is permanent Never been missed If you were missed What did you miss Interpreted is Falling and serving a sentence of solitary confinement Result in the death sentence just filling my running assignment I'm just wondering where my time went, it pulled a disappearing act And every single assistant I ever had got sawed in half You See I never payed attention But I can't afford to laugh'cause I'm lookin' for my break in an autograph for my CASTbut I'm short on staff so all I ask is volunteers in the crowdshow a little bit of audience participation now When I say hip (what do I say?) You, you say shut the **** up we ain't sayin ****!!! And I'll respect it Check it,In a flair for the dramatic exit A fashionable entrance Late to my own arraignment (Oh!) The self-destructive things that I do for entertainment My folks gave me this already broken heart as my pallet While I was out honing my craft you was disowning your talent That's why you still live at home And I bought this house off my parents I'm getting ahead of myself(gettin ahead of myself) I see the hair on my back(see the hair on my back) I'm on the road reading KerouacIt's poems versus better raps I think to myself What's worth remembering Versus defending the size of my manhood or confessional canned goods In an effort to make 'em all see what I found in my life I decided to give 'em a look None of 'em giving a glimpse trying to guess that I'm sitting in the middle of an unread book Letters are falling apart But the sentence descend on the wording and the wording is permanent Never been missed If you were missed What did you miss Interpreted is Falling and serving a sentence of solitary confinement Result in the death sentence just filling my running assignment But none of this is getting told in confidence I recognize the confidential records just to hold the listeners attention I'm a veteran of spacial relationships I clip ya wings to fit you in head shrinking magician Shape-shifting reptilian turned body contortionist Orphanages started offering torches to abortion clinics I lost acquaintances And a morgue of lady friends I gender bent the heaven sent angelic devil boy with God's androgynous I'm lookin' marvelous but looks can kill And I'm unsure about my ***ual orientations still Put me in a special kind of case that only breaks if You hit it with a bouquet of flowers and baby breath arrangement The vault is vacant They're all looking for fault or blame I called my agent The moment that I caught the train I let him know, I'm going nowhere, he's invited If he leaves tonight then he just might help me find it But this is my burden to bare, not his And I'm a psychic without a sidekick Holding the future hostage A loose cannon standing on the roof top with A new respect and understanding of bartenders and locksmiths They call me daredevil but I'm not precise enough Unprofessional on an amateur level, I love my life too much Escape Artist (x 5) I'm in two places at once Escape Artist I ain't slept in months Escape Artist I'm just trying to get away Ain't no magic in the breakdown baby[Ain't no magic in the breakdown babyNo magic in the breakAin't no magic in the breakdown ba-byEscape Artist][continues in background] Sage Francis:(Pussies, you're scared to shoot me in the heart!You know it's too big, uhh!****, I gotta bulletproof heart, hit me baby.I'll never fall in love with you, ever!If you got (heart?) so I do! *****!) Slug:Make some noise for Sage Francis ya'll!
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