Time^2 Pharoahe Monch

[Chorus]
Lord, Lord, Lord
Well, well, well, well, well
Help me cleanse my sins
Help me lift this spell
Mmm, mmm
Mmm

[Verse 1]
We fight demons from our past only to face new monsters
I ask, are we comatose or unconscious?
My top spin's perpetual, make the connection
You sleep cause reality bites, inception
Protection orders for my Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
Molested Mexican daughters, stretch across the border
The streets paved in gold often fade
When the paint they use to pave the streets is henna
And greener is the grass on the other side
Except for when that other side is geno
Or sewer, you smile while you sippin' a cup of Kahlua
That makes me wanna mainline a fucking fifth of Dewars
I'm trying to utilize my time to shine here
I realize we only have limited time here
Dudes on my line tryna sell me a timeshare
That'll be me with a nine losin' my mind in Time Square
Like, "Is this how you wanna treat me?"
You know what this business was before you hired me
A piece of shit
Everybody on the floor right now
Everybody get the fuck down