Wild Kingdom
2 Skinnee J's
Super Mercado
Hear the confessions of an unrepentant Skinnee
From the depths of my soul in my hole in New York City
I arose from my frozen abode in the north
Came forth on course and write my rhymes from the source
To delight Dr. Lecter I’ll recite some invective of my own
Here’s my quid pro quo
Omens and portents have sprung forth in torrents
It’s time to realize my rise has been fortold
From the sticks to the streets I beat a path that’ll last
I came to NYC by the way of the pasture
Naive and pure I stepped from the steppes
From the pie to the apple like Ming it’s merciless
But my mastery of majesty brings tragedy
Well yes my mastery of majesty brings tragedy
And my insanity loves company
So I stray into the fray ‘cause the chaos comforts me
But somebody in front of me wants to rumble
The fauna causing trauma in the jungle
I be the lion in winter the hinterland dweller
A capella dash fast like a sprinter
Test me like litmus but witness the fitness
Of my wit quick come get with this
The sun comes up and I run with the anmals
Enter wild kingdom
The sun goes down and I run from the cannibals
Enter wild kingdom
The sun comes up and I run with the anmals
Enter wild kingdom
The sun goes down and I run from the cannibals
Enter wild kingdom
Due to my ability to flow with agility
I take my place amongst the nobility
But fuck the futility cuz my mobility is upwards
But my cupboards be bare like Hubbard’s and it’s killing me
Stress make me pound my chest like a gorilla be
To prove my virility search for sense and sensibility
Like Austen I lost in Philly, DC, or Boston so I jet back to Willie B
But trust in me like Kaa said to Mowgli
I’ve escaped the snake like Houdini so hold me
Enthralling I’m calling like the wild
100% intelligent man-child
Now I’m making ends and I’m trying to make ends meet
Hoping that the enemy ain’t lurking where my friends be
To feed on them in a frenzy like piranhas
While some silly Sallies dilly dally like the llama
Make no mistake I’ll frustrate them when they hunt me
More underground than Salman Rushdie
My learning’s been obscuring like Jude
I want to walk like you I want to talk like you
So what’s all the hullaballoo we’ve got the bear necessities
I’ll secure your secrets with my opens and my sesames
Effervescently sent to inlay rhizomes like Jim Jones says hey Kool Aid
The sun comes up and I run with the anmals
Enter wild kingdom
The sun goes down and I run from the cannibals
Enter wild kingdom
The sun comes up and I run with the anmals
Enter wild kingdom
The sun goes down and I run from the cannibals
Enter wild kingdom
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