Big Cat

My love's in a jones, above skin and bones
I'm a cross between dreams and beams that slugs in a comb
I'm off in a zone, far from home, lost in it
Here's a bizarre image of black cinemas
Act sinister cowboy, It's the rap minister
Sinister Shakespeare, the poetical, medical alloy pro
Titanium, sniped right through the cranium
Show you that Norman Bates, cycle the side of Damien
Aim for the faces, holding my breath if you rein me in
Cause and effect, it's like when you push paws to the deck
I'm not playing hopscotch in a box, better pop Glocks off
Quite often that time's just too impossible to watch
And I'm saying

Don't run away
Please
Please let it breathe now
So stop holding your breath
Apply pressure, rise, only success is infinite, what?
Don't run away
Please
Please let it be now
Beneath the skies to the blue
See most of this applies to only a few

Now listen, who's real and who's fake?
The truth is, the proof is in the pudding
Read between the lines, see the due date
William Cooper even seen the signs, but it was too late
I'm taking off, break the silent minds, leave 'em moonscrapes
Twenty-twelve, many speak and spelled that it's doomsday
I'm developing swells, Hell's pelicans groove
Can you move with 'em, only God knows, and who's winning?
Infrared beams from blue jeans to my ruined denim
I got in the scope, so what now?
Don't move, don't run, pitch hard balls nigga, spit home runs
Grand slam the animal-types sayin' [?] that might bring arms and hammers
With strong grammar to provoke them weak boys who speak
Small amateurs choke on weak barley's speech, we off scanners, no joke
So watch for the sun, when it rise to the west
The final call, you call it, don't run, don't run

Don't run away
Please
Please let it breathe now
So stop holding your breath
Apply pressure, rise, only success is infinite, what?
Don't run away
Please
Please let it be now
Beneath the skies to the blue
See most of this applies to only a few