The Animist

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I thumbs bass drums like all the bums hit Skid runs on skid row in Seattle I freak freaks watch newspeak Go up the creek without a paddle Go toe to toe with Bob Dole in battle I leave 'em dead if it's head to head Use his brains as sandwich spread Not a man-wich, that crack is too racist So I guess it'd be a Klan-wich Ain't that a bitch? If I could I would resurrect Tituba Do some spiritual scuba Dance the Juba, chill in Cuba Fuck it, I work there Might not get a square meal, but at least it'd be a fair deal Ain't got no delusions bout redistribution solution Just cause niggas don't wanna give shit up Don't mean don't do shit If I had a manifesto, I'd spew it If I was in line in London, I'd queue it I cut rugs like a guillotine cuts the heads of queens Blood is sticky like presidents screams And the residues from american dreams Yeah I'm writing as they do like two tight shoes And bougie moves [Chorus] If I was Jewish, my name would be Jared If I was Muslim, it'd be Ibrahim If I was Catholic my name would be... Chris [Verse 2] I shot craps in purgatory with all the brethren I like my bread unleavened like a pita or fajita, tortilla Some shit that comes with a quesadilla If you love me, i love you, todos los dias Cause I'm a cancer, a dying cancer Like a skinjob, a new romancer, racing life If i met Vanessa Williams seven years ago She could've been my wife I woulda been twenty-one Goddamn that would've been fun But we all deserve something more Let our loved ones be Assata Shakur Let brothers not be highfalutin, more like Huey Newton Reality shock therapy to stop black pollution Maybe that's what this internet is Fuck that shit, that shit Is strictly business Just like rock and roll and hip hop and poetry Woe is me and my gullibility Somewhere in me still exists the American fantasy Heather lock leers you drink three tons of beers For crenation check that tingley sensation in your head That comes from me, too much moldy bread [Chorus] If I was Jewish, my name would be Jared If I was Muslim, it'd be Ibrahim If I was Catholic my name would be... Chris [Bridge] But I'm an Animist Call me ten steps to this Ten steps to this Ten steps, to this [Verse 3] I love my family, cause mom's hugs me lovely She's swinging in New England, yea right like that's possible That's like real life being synonymous with General Hospital ?? time to find a gun and shoot me Cause I'll be a fascist and order ten thousand lashes to crackers Which will sure enough kill 'em all But watch us get nostalgic and listen to bootlegs of The Fall And the Honolulu Honkeys will play the Washington Whiteys in football I don't use the club, I use the club So get the fuck away from my car TV sucks cause of shows like Louis and Clark Let alone The Newtons and the existence of the cathode ray tube Heraldo meets jiffy lube up his ass And turn the Oklahoma blood baths into cash flow sassafras Even if he's a liberal, he's still the residual of ?? And all the other vultures who are as good as Hitler and lederhosenin the thirties Which is the same as George Bush posing with pork rinds Playing dirty politics good sex redundant If I was getting paid for this, i would be a pundit Pourin' advertising Captain of your mind of merchandising Thought my name was Michael, now I find it If I squeeze the Charmin, I would be Mr. Whipple If I was Jim Brady, I'd be crippled If I was Reagan, I should be dead [Chorus] If I was Jewish, my name would be Jared If I was Muslim, it'd be Ibrahim If I was Catholic my name would be... Chris [Bridge] But I'm an Animist Call me ten steps to this Ten steps to this Ten steps, to this