The Dynamo of Volition

I got the dynamo of volition, the p-pole position
 Automatic transmission with l-low emissions
 I'm a brand new addition to the old edition
 With the love unconditional
 And I'm a drama abolitionist
 Damn, no opposition to my proposition
 Half of a man, half magician
 Half a politician holding the mic like ammunition
 And my vision is as simple as light
 Ain't no reason we should be in a fight, no demolition
 Get to vote, get to say what you like, procreation
 Compositions already written by themselves
 Heck is for the people not believing in gosh
 Good job
 Get 'em up way high
 Gimme, gimme that high five
 Good time
 Get 'em way down low
 Gimme, gimme that low dough
 Good God
 Bring 'em back again
 Gimme, gimme that high ten
 You're the best definition of good intention
 I do not answer the call if
 I do not know who is calling
 I guess the whole point of it all
 Is that we never know really
 I'm tryin' to keep with the Joneses
 While waiting for guns and the roses
 To finish what we all suppose
 Is gonna be the shit
 Well, sue me
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 Oh, fists knock bumping and wrists locked
 Twisting up a rizla, Kid Icarus on the transistor
 Nintendo been giving me the blister
 I bend over, take it in the kisser
 My best friends are hitting on my sister
 Try to tell 'em that they still a wisher
 'Cause she already got herself a mister
 And besides, that's gross, don't wanna diss her
 A-d-d-d-d-d-didn't I say, didn't I say
 Good job
 Get 'em up way high
 Gimme, gimme that high five
 Good time
 Get 'em way down low
 Gimme, gimme that low dough
 Good God
 Bring 'em back again
 Gimme, gimme that high ten
 You're the best definition of good versus evil
 I do not keep up with statistics
 I do not sleep without a mistress
 I do not eat unless it's fixed with
 Some kind of sweet, like a licorice
 My home is deep inside the mystics
 I'm known to keep digging on existence
 I'm holding in the heat like a fish stick
 My phone, it beeps because I missed it
 I do not answer the call if
 I do not know who is calling
 I'm making no sense of it all
 Say, can I get a witness?
 I'm only a boy in a story
 Just a hallucinatory
 Trippin' on nothing, there is
 Living in the wilderness
 With a tiger spot on my back
 Living life of a cat
 I just wanna relax here
 And write another rap tune
 Driving off on your blind man's bike
 You can say just what you like
 Oh, nothing can stop you
 Oh
 Good job
 Get 'em up way high
 Gimme, gimme that high five
 Good time
 Get 'em way down low
 Gimme, gimme that low dough
 Good God
 Bring 'em back again
 Gimme, gimme that high ten
 You're the best, you're the best
 You're the best, you're the best
 You're the best, you're the best
 You're the best
 Good job
 Get 'em up way high
 Gimme, gimme that high five
 Good time
 Get 'em way down low
 Gimme, gimme that low dough
 Good God
 Bring 'em back again
 Gimme, gimme that high ten
 You're the best definition of good intention
 You're the best definition of good intention
 You're the best definition of good intention
 You're the best around