I'm expending my last energy, 
I feel good, though, cuz 
I'm seldom seen. 
A perfect picture 
I found in a dream 
I jab and move punches soft as whipped cream, 
I'm ripped and torn but never on the seam. 
I'm spitting, shitting - excretings tough. 
I'm dressed real sharp but in fisticuffs 
My drinks go down, they never come up. 
I take the train, the verticals are much to rough 
It's a shame that 
I'm a powder puff. 
I'm feeling good 
I was told not to touch. 
Reggae gets big in a small town. 
What ever happened to the original sound. 
Reggae gets big in a small town 
I'll tell my friends 
I'm leaving town. 
When reggae gets big in a small town 
I just want to split town. 
When reggae gets big in a small towm 
I just want to leave town. 
I'm setting all my limits low so when 
I reach for the sky 
I'm up to my elbows, where eagles dare? 
No, I'm fucking with the crows, 
I'm flapping my wings but they're lazy and slow. 
I thought my cement was hardening but 
I was standing in cookie dough. 
I baked a dozen so 
I'd have something to throw! (Bonnel)