Peter Pan Shit (feat. Anna Helena Jackson)

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Jonathan AKA J Dub

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We on that real Peter Pan shit
Instagram your first sight of Neverland shit
Lemme welcome you to my new fucking pirate crew
Where I'm the captain of this damn ship
We on that real Peter Pan shit
Activating your deeper pineal gland shit
True players of primordial chaos
We on that nice Dionysus, Ghede, Krishna, flute of Pan shit
We on that real Peter Pan shit
Smoking on the strongest hash in all of Amsterdam shit
No filler, this that real substance shit
Best change your ways so the aliens can land shit
We on that real Peter Pan shit
Take the planet in our hands and advance it
Earth Mama Anna Jackson got the whole squad dancing
And I'm gonna f*ck up you actors with the swag of Charles Manson
Real lightworking cuz this ain't no fucking stage magic
Star-crossed loving til we die cuz we stays tragic
Hey, what you doing baby girl, don't jump out your window
Hey, you know that you can fly now that J Dub your friend though
We can soar through the clouds miles high smoking endo
Til the sky swirls around like a drawing by Bendow
And if you can't comprehend how I am the man
I'll hit you with some Buddhist chants from way out in Japan like
'Nam Miyoho Renge Kyo' How far will that fucking J Dub go?
For this lightning to strike twice you better pray to Shango
If you don't like it cut your ear off like your name Van Gogh
That's cuz my words so impressionistic
That's cuz my words could impress a mystic
Man, I hate on how you cater cuz I spit sophistic
Still expect apocalypse cuz I'm pessimistic
Oh I'm bound to go where there ain't no clones
Where there's only smart and glamorous nymphs that's polyamorous
In intimate huddles
In distant art houses
Our rituals guide all you muggles to your future spouses
Gather like MTG
That be that CTG
Rock out like CCR
Put that to MP3
We use that VST to induce ESP
Until the day that J Dub make it onto MTV
This is for the kid interested in what Bauhaus is
Sick and tired of Mickey Mouses tryna keep us on our couches
Y'all gonna know me homie when my swag is like Klaus's
Yeah, and as I take a swig off my 40 from Rouse's I'm thinking
We on that Real Peter Pan Shit
Instagram your first sight of Neverland
My definition's too high, you should've tried a better bandwidth
J Dub be that always in demand shit
We on that real Peter Pan Shit
Our interpretive dance that real Martha Graham shit
Night in jail, out on bail, time to rail shit
More like Bob fuckin Dylan than Cate Blanchett
We on that real Peter Pan Shit
Rock a road-dog bandana but read up on Ayn Rand shit
I hate to beat on this dead horse, but of course
We'll still be rocking nonstop when the resources all rancid
We on that real Peter Pan Shit
In the van on the way to Burning Man
They don't quite understand yet just how this kid set
Beverly Hills on fire, that's the sight of burning mansions
I was cruising on the playa
We on that real Peter Pan Shit
I wanna take this time to express a big f*ck you
To all these institutions claiming they want us to be ourselves
Just so long as we end up
Exactly how they want us to be
I won't grow up
I don't want to go to school
Just to give you all my money
And obey your fucking rule
I won't grow up
I don't want to wear a tie
Or a serious expression
In the middle of July
We on that real Peter Pan shit
We on that real Peter Pan shit
Real Peter Pan shit
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