Hat Trick Tuesday

[Part I]
[Verse]
At a cannibal street festival
I'm lookin' for something to eat
Challenge I was in in time
Time for a beer
Virtue killin' me
So lovely, I love my street
My apartment is always stocked
I'm on top of things

[Outro]
And I'm tellin' you life's easy
With runners at the corners and nobody's out

[Part II]
[Verse 1]
Past the scent, the trail, the waiting of a snail
The only thing I use, runnin' around
Got me thinkin' 'bout it upside-down
I took a shot about it
Keepin' it cool inside, retract, retract, retract

[Verse 2]
Tryin' to move the needle, I can't stand it
Maybe hittin' a head, should have gone to bed
Keep it real, I know you're not my friend anymorе
I'm still observin' boxing day, there's no homе on the mid-range
I took a quarter of whiskey, I'm feeling actually normal
When the call is made it's crack-up central
Can you tell me what's up with my cabinet?
And I'm sick of fingernails growin'
More than I'm sick of perfect chances blowin'

[Outro]
Past the scent, the trail, the waiting of a snail