Lyrics Butta Sixteen - Butta
Like
everything
stepped
into
this
with
nothing
Started
from
scratch
like
etchings
in
a
slab
commanding
Christian
Suffering
Pen
and
a
pad,
head
in
a
lab,
with
zen
in
bag
Isn′t
anything
missing
but
click
to
run
with
Stick
to
drum-hits
if
there's
something
to
say
And
if
there′s
nothing
- dump
it
- 'stead
of
jumping
a
stage
Many
puppets
already
steady
fronting
a
face
Like
Jim
Carrey,
wearing
a
mask
when
they're
up
in
the
place
Words
of
warning,
from
a
king
of
the
ring
in
my
town
Heard
his
caution
and
paused.
think
he′s
thinking
aloud
Up
on
the
horse
as
he
walks,
the
talks
bringing
him
down
But
the
words
are
born
with
the
lingering
stink
of
the
bowl
Movement
that
the
truth
found:
To
move
ground
I
have
to
break
it
Now
my
mission
statement:
Packing
pages
Hit
the
booth
with
it
for
Boomtown
and
Prove
how
the
Jack
and
Ace
hits
Got
the
nuts,
but
there′s
no
luck
in
how
ya
choose
to
play
this
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