I know I was born
A little too fast
Minutes after birth
I was hauling ass
I'm coming down on
You like a landslide
It won't take long to
Leave you all behind
Only way to slow
Down is to drop dead
Can't do that now I've
Moved too far ahead
I'm the brand new wave
Next kind of man kind
Don't bother digging
Bones, I'm a new find
I've got the mustard
And you can't catch up
The pace of the race
For you is too tough
People don't get me
They don't understand
I'm beyond them, they
Can't comprehend
On the run, no time
For the here and now
Feel the wake of my
Supersonic pow
A visionary
Just like Martin K.
Screw the old style, I'm
Going my own way
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
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