04. Alphabet Soup at the Loan Shark Table — ALL IN

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[Intro - chopped lead]
Ain't broke in alphabetical order.
Apparently.

[Verse 1 - agile rap]
Absolutely, all of my assets are attitude.
Binary bank balance, bad little latitude.
Crooked crocodile in a corporate coat,
Dollar bills swimming where the dead fish float.
Everybody eating, everybody hungry,
Free rent sign with a landlord under it.
Gold at the end of a broken wooden ladder,
Hello from below, where the conditions matter.
Interest grew legs, now it's chasing my bike,
Joy rode past with a flat back tire.
Kindness is currency nobody changes,
Loan shark smiling, showing all his braces.
Money talks slick, mine won't answer,
Numbers on a napkin doing private dances.
Overdrawn ocean, overdressed captain,
Pocket full of lint and a pending transaction.
Quarters in the couch got a restraining order,
Rent due again like I ain't paid it before.
Sell me the dream, keep the nice little folder,
Time took a fee just to look over my shoulder.
Under that table I can see your strings,
Very fine print got very sharp teeth.
Window says free, door says please pay,
X marked the spot, they moved it yesterday.
Yelling at a zebra at the end of the line;
Zero made a circle round what used to be mine.

[Hook - pitched rhythmic melody]
Soup at the shark table,
Spoon got a price tag.
Words in my mouth doing laps;
I want my bike back.
A to Z, back to me,
Too much alphabet, not enough to eat.
Soup at the shark table,
Don't let the grin bite back.

[Verse 2 - half-time, then faster]
Tried to sell my ride, they said it needs gears.
I've been moving forward on the same two for years.
Dice made of toilet paper, roll like a king,
Everything homemade till the real world rings.
Got a phone full of contacts, nobody home,
Got a whole damn language for feeling alone.
Words keep arriving, rent keeps arriving,
One of them useful for something besides rhyming.
Don't put me in order, I'm good where I'm at,
Letter to my future with a note on the back:
If you make it out, don't act brand new;
Take the broke little letters that carried you through.

[Final Hook]
Soup at the shark table,
Spoon got a price tag.
Words in my mouth doing laps;
I want my bike back.
A to Z, back to me,
Too much alphabet, not enough to eat.
Don't let the grin bite back.
[End]

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[Intro - chopped lead] Ain't broke in alphabetical order. Apparently. [Verse 1 - agile rap] Absolutely, all of my assets are attitude. Binary bank balance, bad little latitude. Crooked crocodile in a corporate coat, Dollar bills swimming where the dead fish float. Everybody eating, everybody hungry, Free rent sign with a landlord under it. Gold at the end of a broken wooden ladder, Hello from below, where the conditions matter. Interest grew legs, now it's chasing my bike, Joy rode past with a flat back tire. Kindness is currency nobody changes, Loan shark smiling, showing all his braces. Money talks slick, mine won't answer, Numbers on a napkin doing private dances. Overdrawn ocean, overdressed captain, Pocket full of lint and a pending transaction. Quarters in the couch got a restraining order, Rent due again like I ain't paid it before. Sell me the dream, keep the nice little folder, Time took a fee just to look over my shoulder. Under that table I can see your strings, Very fine print got very sharp teeth. Window says free, door says please pay, X marked the spot, they moved it yesterday. Yelling at a zebra at the end of the line; Zero made a circle round what used to be mine. [Hook - pitched rhythmic melody] Soup at the shark table, Spoon got a price tag. Words in my mouth doing laps; I want my bike back. A to Z, back to me, Too much alphabet, not enough to eat. Soup at the shark table, Don't let the grin bite back. [Verse 2 - half-time, then faster] Tried to sell my ride, they said it needs gears. I've been moving forward on the same two for years. Dice made of toilet paper, roll like a king, Everything homemade till the real world rings. Got a phone full of contacts, nobody home, Got a whole damn language for feeling alone. Words keep arriving, rent keeps arriving, One of them useful for something besides rhyming. Don't put me in order, I'm good where I'm at, Letter to my future with a note on the back: If you make it out, don't act brand new; Take the broke little letters that carried you through. [Final Hook] Soup at the shark table, Spoon got a price tag. Words in my mouth doing laps; I want my bike back. A to Z, back to me, Too much alphabet, not enough to eat. Don't let the grin bite back. [End]

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