Mouthful

[Doseone & Jel]
Adam/Jeff and I go mad to California
Penny hunt the first six months
Wash, there we stand
Three key apartment hemorrhaging in hand

They were 
Teeth clamped 
To face first
You fell into the door
They took the doorknob
Out, they all feel falling
Shattered, fish bowl
Rocks out into your mouth 
Your eyes were huge

Taking an airplane home from work
We imagined the man hour earth strapped
In, in scaffold like skeleton, in numb
knowingness throw that blurs birthdays and background 
vocals and mean

It's all a blur waiting for the one on relax
Rockstar, rockstar...what else is there?

We've been in order through teeth jars and beard fire
Smashing out, out our teeth.

Lest anchorman lip sync
Blaring their teeth
As soon as nature takes your teeth down to one sheet
No music plays in hospitals

[Doseone]
The sun hit me like black
And my wallet sat
There with a knife and a fork and a napkin 'round its neck
That was my 2/24/2001
And i don't think i like my landlord well at all
His crown and hair-filled ear
Ooh that's a dirty rat.

[Jel]
See, in the post-pension race
Your gift wrist-watch sets the pace
A half-a-handcuff clock in your junk drawer box
They're items for your time capsule coughing
To stack atop your peers.
All that money made is gone
Don't think it's real, it's never there

[Doseone and Jel]
You got a three-piece? (Mmm, quit that shi...)
You got a whip? (Nah, quite that shi...)
You got a home?
Not if we quit that shit

We're new to this burnt star
On a door to a floor in space
Or should we give it up for
Death insurance, work friends, and a smile that's fake?

[Doseone]
M-O-N-E-Y is riding on me but this day's
A poem made of glass and some must break
You want to feel the other

[Doseone and Jel]
So Wednesday’s empty pocket keeps us in a forty-hour check
Linked to a chain gang, grinning (cha-ching!)

[Doseone]
When people aren't happy, they want change
Somebody might notice us up here
Somebody might notice us up here