Alternate Endings
Step inside of my office, about the size a new york apartment
Doctor Jarbo, not Jarvis, my mother’s name is doris
Got my Wu-Tang records on the wall but 3 degrees to dwarf it
Soundtrack is NPR had a crush on audie cornish
I do orthodontics, prosthodontics, endodontics and surgery
And today only, take 10% off cause its my anniversary
Am i a rapper? that’s a odd query, cause I am a rap listener
But i spend my days in my choice of trade which is oral health practitioner
Dentist, to the layman - or a DDS cuz my DAT’s
Were outstanding, its demanding, 8 years of school and still standing
Got them weekly readers on deck, or the new york times for the older folks
Used to keep some Jet magazines but Page 43, kept going ghost
And I don’t play games with that nitrous, my practice here is most righteous
Yet if i was a musician, I’d probably go out like Linus
How’d I pick this profession? it seemed it came so easily
Most children they fear the dentist, but my visits went pleasingly
So here I am
CHORUS
You look so familiar but I can’t figure out
Why i think that i recognize ya, don’t know what its about
It’s like a parallel existence, but i know that’s fiction
Or is it… or is it..
(Open Mike Eagle)
Step inside of my office I heard you lost it
Your teacher said you been talking
And the lunchroom monitor saw you dumping your sausage
Man get off it
You acting out like you don't know what this is costing
I'm trying to be cool and rap with you
But you lose your privileges often
You say you trying but I can't tell
Cause you ain't in class by the late bell
And I'm only gone freestyle with the students
That act right and behave well
And you know this..
You have all the control
Focusing on your goals
And you too old...
Trying to ask me about rapping
To some students it's an outlet
And to others it's a distraction
It all depends on how you be acting
Did you finish your application?
Cause rap for me was a passion
But the path is graduation
Be cool...
CHORUS
You look so familiar but I can’t figure out
Why i think that i recognize ya, don’t know what its about
It’s like a parallel existence, but i know that’s fiction
Or is it… or is it..
