The Race Remix Part 2

8/3/17 " Dealt the hands of fate A dollar short and day too late Checkmate Your ship is sank Grab you by your cape With haste Then followed yellow tape And not a single trace Looked them in their face Then put them in their place Those who instigate And discriminate I eliminate Same with if any that imitate And implicate Then toward them I liquidate My eye on people when they manipulate And vitiate I'm ready to assassinate Let me articulate I'm out to innovate And assimilate Don't make me reiterate Before I dissipate What better time is there to illustrate? The great escape And great debate Lifting and pushing weight Willing to undertake It's all there to make Lock it away in a safe And put the rest in the bank Keep a full gas tank And work hard toward having an estate With a keypad at the gate As well as a pool the size of a lake Home made cake Veggies and meats barbequed or baked Filling up the plate, with or without lobster and steak An ever increasing rise in the birth rate Music from the speakers rattling windows like an earthquake Success on the first take The blunt was rolled well and burned great In the past seeds beginning to germinate Then a certain scent started to permeate Avoid all the drama Got to add up more commas Burning through potent ganja If I gotta I wanna beat the case Until the case is beat They can take a seat Because it all ended up being a waste Of time and quite the disgrace On the chase A near endless race Barely ever hitting the brakes Picking up the pace Got to get first instead of last place From here on ground level or up in space Too transparent and opaque Not going to shake The hand of any snake Or flake Got to keep the faith One day ill buy or test drive a wraith