Glenn Glenn Poet Lyric

No Means Know

I said NO

Believe in Boundaries

Toe to fricking toe

I said Hey Hoe

Woah to the 
Mischievous pitted last-ditch effort
Record breaking severed treasureless 
Was it eh all just for the record
When and where were the wives' Stepford?

Measuring like feathers beckoning Netherlands as go getter beginner
Double winner feather head dress
To dance and sing 

Onion rings ketchup spleen
Sweeney Todd Hop Doddy 
Wretched naughty haughty laudanum 
Tarty party fart bargaining 
Starving star dust trust bucket rusty 
Just the last lust that tipped it over
Shoulder to shoulder scolded the mold
Folding two cards barred from borrowing again just between friends till the end
Hint... hint... for a gent
Tinted blend of a window stint
Windshield wiper Viper dodging Hodge podge at the Lodge drinking Scotch a lot
Hop scop poetically down the block rocking hip hop robotic row boat blotter paper savoring the rest for later as a favor 
Gosh darn Galloway faded hideaway 
Major Pain going insane all the same
Main thing to be he or she when it rains
Still shopping the hail fail for bling, bling...
Wedding ring kitchen sink
Stinky weed greedy vehemently mean
Screaming weened of the sauce
Now who is boss pop rocks Mossimo 
Target brand targeted jam session
Garage band with a new plan Son of Sam
I think I can say the unhinged engine
Pretentiously defending the retention
Of a detention after one Lil' mention
That the gremlins would be meddling' 
With the medallions that stallions wore when they were once so valiant and still taking all three of their Valiums like G3
Forever free happy like the plea to decree
Tea tree oil for a spoiled toiling boil aided by the maids wavering the latent bravery 
Of shaved apes scraping the neighborly
Savory gated place mats that still rap battle
For some sort of hassle to be king of some sort of castle sprawled out crawling with doubt and still yet to find what the rest of the best is even seen when it gets shouted out loud towards a new crowd quite proud
Like some sauerkraut scouting' bowing cow. The time is still Now
Pow!  Pow!   
NOT powerless
No stress 
No mess
Some should shower less
Tested the crest yet met hectic freckled
Slot metal 
Calling the kettle that fat ass crap
Rat ta tat tattoo screws this dude!   
Cannot take it back
Lest there be more to lack
Still its stacks on stacks
As a matter of fact
Silly me
I must have forgot I was G3
Geez

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