The Animist
[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