i feel bad for y'all caught in your offices... i got the awesomest job on the planet. the awesomest. i get up in the morning and stretch because i make money riding my bike. it's no stress, buddy; ain't rocking clarks and a tie ... you could bet that i strapped my backpack with a couple phones on, though! i get a call, i'm in a hurry you bet! already knew that i was crucial with that, in fact... every mile i pedal i fly, pick up a second behind now, my delivery leaving the record behind! (wow) i got impeccable timing when i glide fast. i get the messages there, pigeons falling back tryna test me. you couldn't catch me in a chevrolet, ok? in the traffic i am the master. cars, get out the way! when i work i work out a bike courier; i ride the whole town now i get it in i dropped a few pounds and my derriere so tight they like wow... cause when i work i work out a bike courier; i ride the whole town now if i see a light i might not slow down... you tryna pass by its bout to go down... ay, check it, i never hesitate cause every day i get on my bike i'm getting heavy paper every bill every i put in my wallet is more sweat on my collar i don't even lift weights. i'm still getting bigger what i reckon is we are softening cause all our jobs in our offices are fluff i am certain it's pertinent our urbanism turned us from beasts to worms but i'm returning to a wild state starting small with a mild change ain't slanging plates. i am paid to bike each day we're enslaved to the race, we wait for a wage, getting lazier, lazier, lazier, lazier as for me, man, my job is great. when i work i work out bike courier i ride the whole town now i get it in i lost a few pounds and my derriere so tight they say wow cause when i work i work out bike courier i ride the whole town if i see a light i might not slow down you tryna pass by its bout to go down

i'm a beast uphills either on fixed gears or freewheels i can not chill, man, i speed up still y'all gasp when i pass ya, i'm a beast uphills. i'm a beast uphills sucker-free, y'all could wheeze, i'm a freak with the skills brother please, y'all would freeze when you see my wheels because mines' all sleek, y'alls all frills ay really i am nuts with the pedaling y'all feel silly, can't touch this, i'm steady and i am spinning like a record, i'm a veteran if you ain't quit then you better get better, fam rock-solid when i'm gunning, ha! sorry but it's funny cause you can't win i'm locked in, you better study props for you if you coming bringing all you are you buddies but you still can't block me if you get in front i'm on that shortcut, sure enough there i am in front, hopping over roots and rocks, you could bet i'm muddy i'm heading for the top making moves you couldn't time even if you had a stop-watch ready for me i'm a beast uphills either on fixed gear or freewheels i can not chill, man, i speed up still y'all gasp when i pass ya, i'm a beast uphills. ay, ay, uphills i am a beast got chops when i climb like i'm cutting up some keys so far i am flying i'm up above the trees even with my cargo i am like, peace with my bike i'm free i can breathe when i sleep at night when i dream it's of big hills treat 'em right if they steep, it's nice all night, hard fight, on point i'm a beast eating up the hills you with me? we could beast up these hills in DC, NYC, in VT we can beast up them hills ay i ride past all the kids in classrooms cause y'all know that i was always on that fast track in high school fly by businessmen in buildings i won't sit idly while their blind heads hit the ceiling and through huge fields and pastures filled with mice and wildflowers and small childrens' laughter i go longer, faster till i feel tight i kill hills like beats when i wield mics i'm a beast up hills either on fixed gear or freewheels i can not chill, man, i speed up still y'all gasp when i pass ya, i'm a beast up hills.

it's cold. i woke up slowly at 6 AM i think i'm too young to grow old at heart, and except for the fact that the snow's hold's got me by the balls i'm alive, and that's a start i grab a hat and a scarf to shield me from the harm of the wind but it still hurts, and at first it's hard to begin up in vermont i'm cold like i'm already dead with a hunger in my guts like i'm starving i'll make my first stop at the deli for my coffee and check work i'm paid for is hard to regret around the corner to the bank to deposit that shit it's all i can do to save what i got in this bitch my wallet is thin but i got twenty in the back already i am wondering what i could do with that i'm pedaling and fumble with my phone and my bag i hit a pothole, and i hope my spokes don't crack it's so sad, the whole town's in a cold snap folks can't help but be bummed out and soul-sapped always order in food to their fortresses staying safe with a snack and a bowl pack if only i could slow down, home-bound, and relax i can't do nothing at all, though, so i speed past them stop signs, making runs, tryna get my paper up and i can't think of nothing else but this huge trap. we're all caught up in our houses and offices, forgotten by god and in doubt of an armistice disarmament's gotta come quick like a blizzard or we'll see cities full of thousands of carcasses i ain't proud of my faults, and i don't hide where my strength is but i need you to come alive and help eraise this system's fucking sick, i know why you hate it cause you're lost between real pain and fake bliss i'm in the same ship let's get our domes straight we are buried beneath way more than snow banks i'm off course and my horse got some froze brakes i can't even seem to support my own weight but i am warmed by peace that is what i need so that i could feel release in winter, the whole world fiends from a lack of green i'm on delivery, in need of a sack of weed.