*!Matrix GymnasticsI feel fantasticMy friends all barbiesThey're made out of plasticYou get your ass lickedI just got my ass kickedAlways says the truthBut you're a little elasticI'm out of some practiceGot crystals in castlesHe says I'm an *We're smoking tobaccoI keep it in the back doorDark nights on my back porchYour words they shake my coreHer eyes like a pimpinelleTrapdoorWhiskey for the violenceI stood in the highlandsI'm not what I'm lyingNo, I don't die yetColorful and vibrantYou think I wanna migrateGet bound in my brainEvery day I'm a migrantEveryone acts the sameWasted on SundayI waste it on MondayThat fight into TuesdayIt boomed in on TuesdayWasted on SundayI waste it on MondayThat fight into TuesdayThat fight into TuesdayThat fight into TuesdayIt boomed in on TuesdayIt boomed in on TuesdayIt boomed in on TuesdayThank you.