1. |
Pepperspray
04:10
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ever since Reagan ran rampant
after John Lennon penned Imagine
it was the hottest year ever shown on Mercury
y'lean up on a black car and own a third degree
my first word thus was H-O-T
I like to think it was my playground prophecy
I was a baby born late, made in '88
came out asleep so early on I was made awake
it was the year of the "what's it goin' on for?"
with not a single wild California condor
they crackdown on crack but it's the wrong war
mad greed and a Republican encore
so I didn't grow up mad, but maybe saddened
state flag grizzly bear might as well be a dragon
'cuz everything of interest was sold at interest
and the best that a little boy could do was imagine
so li'l man grew a bit of wrath in his belly
fed it with hot food, he let it get hot too
he knew his naysayin' would escape in an ah-CHOO!
yea...it would escape in an ah-CHOO!
first to sneeze wasn't him, it was the Middle East
9/11 was a 'fuck you' thru gritted teeth
so we pile money in a heap to make all them tanks,
I never asked for this freedom but here's a solemn thanks
see Uncle Sam's ears are filled with starships
to gain an audience you gotta play the target
it's like relationship of harpoon to starfish
the People's army shops at Target
ha, and I knew this, so I kept my mouth shut
upped the chili does waiting for God knows what
and I, got a pepper on the arm
to serve as a reminder the empire's in flames
but these flames aren't felt like a fireplace
naw, you gotta seek truth movin' in the lion's cage
and when you do we look a lot like a higher ape
but money talks, so it probably be a high estate
so when you...keep dragon on that magic puff puff
it's either you fade away or you know you've had enough
and the little man grew
departed from his home
he learned about the lesson the Ti-tanic had shown
america had grown too
heavy on the bone
someone needed to speak out, but when in Rome...
yea, when in Rome we think we winnin' the bone
but we stealin' the bone, leavin' loads without a home
so li'l man's grown and his head's in the thick of it
yea, thinkin' thoughts if caught would get ticketed
like how to set fire to the people, so they can burn the steeple
and find God and each other equal
to see through deceitful fog and find the meaningful
to gaze, at people locked behind the peep hole
now I keep it underground with those below deck
just under the floor of those to be broke next
but when you're on the USS U.S. guessin' who's next
S.O.S. yes, we under duress
your ass is harassed if you're low-class
so low-class in session, I pose the question:
money: We make it the story, the main thing
but when the stock is God we rot like gain green
so are we tryin' to climb the ladder from the bottom up
or are we gonna tip the ladder just like a water cup
grapple for the wheel like apple cider, I'm bottled up
let us iceberg this ship before it swallows us
we're the masses, on the path paved with ashes
marching down the tongue into the Mouth of Madness
disastrous, or so to some
the pawn is the pillar and we know there's more to come
we know...Rome thought the unthinkable was unthinkable
like how the ocean liner's unsinkable, WHOA!
I rock the boat so you can notice the waves
and recognize the game as such (you're bein' played!)
and when you're steady get ready to grow sea legs
'cuz mostly self-made men have such
(like, are you outta touch?)
and now the beat can intersect a sec
at three minutes and twenty-four with Job 3:24
I'm sick of sighin', wishin' I was in Zion
on principle, I'm invincible until I'm dyin'
but, it ain't enough simply to be untouched
in fact, we're out of touch with just what is enough
and Little Men, get tough with the Big Man's bluff
I recommend the flame to counter the game, yup!
deep shit, fishing hookless 81 bars, WHAT!
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2. |
The Gold and the Scepter
03:35
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I'm just an artist at the harvest
sharp with the blade as I make the cut fresh
but so many people don't acknowledge they produce garbage
it's part of the way we make ourselves less
so allow me to confess and
even humanize myself, yes
'cuz I am not the one and only, I am not best
and I will not achieve a rap star's conquest
just so you can believe in an entertainer's lead vest
it's a m-m-mad quest
a Madonna-whore complex
shouting they're invincible
but it's like, who's on next?
and everybody's so smug about the rap game
A&R fast fame, giants in a cash game
these people still eat breakfast
and wipe their ass
and yea they drive fast, but they also buy gas
have triple bypasses like your dad did
there's not god, only family with some bad kids
hip hop, from champions of underdogs
to a money nation under god
why spit this way?
there's a million other things to talk about
and yet we talk about a million everyday
how did it get this way?
we can't spot the dude who's sellin' the shoes
only 'cuz he talks so rude?
why spit this way?
if the goal is the gold and the sceptor
then, tell me, who's the people protector?
boom boom, vroom vroom
Prada in a Mazda, fast life goin' zoom zoom
but we go from womb to room to room to tomb
a lot to talk about so I recommend soon soon
so what's it mean to be mainstream?
I daydream
I know they like to make you think that they were made mean
but they just say things and see what the day brings
and if it bring bread, they make it their main thing
so maybe takin' it seriously is wrong
that's why we call it The Game, it ain't conspiracy in song
but I call the game Clue, can you get a?
this shit's a vicious cycle, knockin' each other out
nobody get up
like dad hits son, so son better hit harder
dad's no there, so son he leave his daughter
so long as they look good in their fresh new kicks
they think they walk the walk of honor for sidewalk chics
how did it get this way?
from champions of underdogs
to a money nation under god
why spit this way?
there's a million other things to talk about
and yet we talk about a million everyday
how did it get this way?
we can't spot the dude who's sellin' the shoes
only 'cuz he talks so rude?
why spit this way?
if the goal is the gold and the sceptor
then, tell me, who's the people protector?
is it N-Nas? is he down for the c-cause?
y'know the one where the dollar ain't the l-law
and every emcee embraces f-flaws
that's the shit to where I dedicate my j-jaws
it's only entertainment, say its main men
a quick duck 'n' dodge so nobody blames them
next step ego's gonna eclipse who made them
like gimme credit for the mayhem
DMX? the soundtrack to dog fights
and Li'l Wayne's got ice to make a frostbite
but yo his eyesight? blind in the limelight
he sees himself and then himself in hindsight
and all them pretty folks with lyrics so skin deep
have earned my critique and a fandom of tweets
and so what they've sewn they will reap
and it's never enough
and why would it be? mediocrity's tough
there's no love in it
hip hop, from champions of underdogs
to a money nation under god
why spit this way?
there's a million other things to talk about
and yet we talk about a million everyday
how did it get this way?
we can't spot the dude who's sellin' the shoes
only 'cuz he talks so rude?
why spit this way?
if the goal is the gold and the sceptor
then, tell me, who's the people protector?
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3. |
Cliff Nest
01:30
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a cliff nest is life close to death
believin' we see it all
'til we fall in a mess
elicit visions from the stars so limitless
their message to us
we are shooting light limited
basking in a galaxy
trapped in a chrysalis
shouting every meteor touched will crush Sisyphus
one day the sun may fall away like Icarus
Big Bang, the ultimate laugh
forever mischievous
so picture this
to be a human being with a beginning and end
endin' in a place fixtureless
it's gibberish but it's all there beckoning
um, so hit or miss, have fun before the reckoning
an exodus of one
the exit has begun
a dance into the spiral
a vital chance at fun
so tell a story
give this night some meaning, handsome one
this night's as good as any
love before the dance is done
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4. |
Circus
03:56
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I think I’m onto something
catchin' whiffs from the wind
funny thing bein that I sniff it
everywhere I’ve been
and that to me
it means the meaning of it all
is that the hide-and-seek we play
is maybe why we seek to pray
you…apply sin, I sprinkle cinnamon
you survive men, I think of swimmin' in linen with simmerin' women
and everywhere I’ve been in I’m grinnin' like I’m in Finland
yo…pause…
lemme begin again, ya simpletons
back in the day I had got away with lots of shiza
hey there, spidah
, ya make my eyes widah
I’d, uh…catch a fly before I said goodbye tuh
him when it got grim, dissolve in saliva
…
when I got him big, then I had a fighta
drop him in the bucket with the rest, make him try tuh
fang his opponents like a gladiator tiguh
I did it all to learn, but I’m probably none the wisuh
this is all a joke and nobody wants to laugh at it
purpose, worthless, everybody’s earth is
where you don the yoke and smile like it’s a bad habit
clown-crowd our planet like the cars in the circus
this is all a joke and nobody wants to laugh at it
purpose, worthless, everybody’s earth is
where you don the yoke and smile like it’s a bad habit
clown-crowded our clouded planet like it’s a circus
I take the quality from my pedigree
so maybe then they follow me
and if they don’t it won’t bother me
it’s like a sedative, tellin people to let it live
but eventually one day we all must die-chotomy
life has gotta be re(a)d like an artery
Athens to dust…Sparta into aspartame
like you are god and the stars are a part of me
send my regards, would ya pardon me?
this is not a homily, I am not a wannabe
rock star
you are not on to me
, cop cars
I never thought it’d be
, but then again I never thought it ain’t
our beautiful non-sequiter…B-B-Big Bang
this is all a joke and nobody wants to laugh at it
purpose, worthless, everybody’s earth is
where you don the yoke and smile like it’s a bad habit
clown-crowd our planet like the cars in the circus
this is all a joke and nobody wants to laugh at it
purpose, worthless, everybody’s earth is
where you don the yoke and smile like it’s a bad habit
clown-crowded our clouded planet like it’s a circus
yo, haha haha haha whoa!
cowshit grows mushroomz like everybody knows
but push upon the pimple of a toad, take a toke
and before the smoke leaves you, there is a quick preview
and this is worth a lot, nobody can review
what it’s like to die
you just gotta guess, me too
pull the veil, for a second we can see through
how now to be afraid, I am but a redo
everybody knows this…even them three piece suits
sippin' their green pea soup, nobody’s Moses
go and smell the roses
and focus in upon those crocuses
in life there is no hocus pocus
and so I'm onto something
yea, I'm onto it
calculate the current currently connecting conduits
life's arguments assimilate as long as you is
ready for a chuckle with an eye for the confluence
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5. |
The Banner
04:50
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and whenever we shed light
upon another little fragment of the universe
I hear it ring upon the heart of awe
and why not? …
for what found truth will fail to surprise?
while everything’s unique at the edges
the details, they act as fonts to the same message
because we are all feathers in the crow’s wing
left wing or right wing, it’s all the same bird
and so after the wicked handshake and the bullshit
then what? then what? then what? then what?
I wanna know where you go
when your body stays put
then what? then what? then what?
yo
ya wanna imitate or innovate?
(I don’t know…) choose quick, then disintegrate
originality is blurred plagiarism
my DNA
and each word, each rhythm
I see them play
to make the dream of the twenty-first
but yo it seems like it’s money first
kinda like a hungry thirst …
they've made it their business to give me more reasons
to make it my business to give you more Reason
(now) I’m kinda like the Highwayman riding, riding, riding
I keep my hand writing whenever I can
indoor to out door
I put the inwards in words, then I do what my mouth’s for
round 4!
two Yanks at the banks of the Yangtze
who remains unamazed by Amazing?
brainfreeze!
ya gotta take life head on
like “say cheese!”
picture love and then let on
some names they echo (and) others they fade
and this is a product of the changes that they made...
yea
a product of the changes that they made
and the days go…
moonlight, sunlight
moonlight, sunlight
listen to the tune now you better get it done right
yes is a yes and a yes until no
deep heartbeat keep a grip like Velcro
yes, Ja blessed me with joblessness
for a time, ‘cuz my mind was an egg in the robin’s nest
now I pow-er epi-pha-ny lightbulbs
with Alan Watts
see what history might hold
I’ve been to the edge and back
to the corners of the world and the end of a fact
and what I saw were the edges interlaced
the corners all agreed
til the concept of concept had vanished: free
moonlight, sunlight
moonlight, sunlight
listen to the tune now you better get it done right
yes is a yes and a yes until no
deep heartbeat keep a grip like Velcro
how do you use your voice?
how do you use your voice?
I hail from a people where death’s the wish
we get our kicks from the precipice
there are a few who would bail a lost ship to the last minute
but most fetishize the exodus
and some of us would say
‘I get played by fate. I am a guided missile’
and other people say ‘I’m so afraid to be great’
it takes more than preaching to tell the choir
that they aren’t the fuckin’ choir
so now can we save the day?
it starts with us
our heart’s art within us
for me? I was Curious George pavin’ the way
yea a boy with a tadpole and admirable questions
who wasn’t too bashful admitting he made a mistake
so let’s not pretend that it ain’t like this
the world’s in a state like this
but in a state where the hive is awake and can create like this
and where there ain’t that much that the train might miss
moonlight, sunlight
moonlight, sunlight
listen to the tune now you better get it done right
yes is a yes and a yes until no
deep heartbeat keep a grip like Velcro
how do you use your voice?
how do you use your voice?
how do you use your voice?
how do you use your voice?
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6. |
Foxtrot
03:43
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I am a, son of God lost in a concrete lot
lost in a concrete lot
(damn)
I am a son of God lost in a concrete lot
In this dog-eat-dog world caught
utterly rudderless, I spit across
this butter beat so classic
I make your brain sweat, word of mouth right of passage
but if you ask if I'm the main threat mastiff
think again, friend, I'm the fox on the casket
laughin', Cerberus cheated into relaxin'
teeth in a sheath, eyes shut, moon waxen
this is how I daily dodge death
by living upon the breath of the foxhunt, minefield step
what a rush of a challenge, watercolor brush on the palette
I add it, to make Seattle's image automatic
never miss a beat, but watch your feet when the snare come
this is how I airgun shots at your disbelief
I am an eye for an eye with a word for an ear
third eye done caught in the mystery
this is the Tye to the Guy spittin' verse like a spear
and it hurts that I'm here, but you're missin' me
me me, this isn't an attack at you you
but you should know that I that I
don't play the Game like you
ha, it's like that 'cuz this is
me me, this isn't an attack at you you
but you should know that I that I
don't play the Game like you like you do so
so toxic, you know that I talk sick
when they bring the hound I outfox it
leave 'em askin' watt like a socket, ha
leave 'em askin' watt like a socket, ha
I am an aperture open to capturin' so much
I am a stiff, can't toe touch
I am a, plane pontoon in flight over Lake Union
stay fluid Puget Sound in movement
I am a, pushy pigeon in the dark
true Grit Jeff rapellin' off Bridges in the park
the bitches and the narcs try to ground me
but from the ground up my surrounding is the downbeat
stay out of ticky tacky boxes and public housing
I make my own yurt home, now sing
lady Music you the only one that found me
I'm Mr. Fox, I do not accept hounding
me me, this isn't an attack at you you
but you should know that I that I
don't play the Game like you
me me, this isn't an attack at you you
but you should know that I that I
don't play the Game like you like you do
four score years down the road when they find me
yea, they'll have a helluva time recognizing
whether my words I was even memorizing
I think I'll let 'em all guess...so
remember me
I'm the rap Dali, the reason for Persistence of Memory
and when I talk sick and the fork in the road becomes the chopstick
take a different path, it's the remedy
'cuz you can backtrack for a new praxis
leavin' the game ass backwards, that's it
most of us? Lost, in a concrete lot
so I...call on the Goddess for my foxtrot rap shit
but Lady Music? Changeable like Clay
she's dangerous so hey, I better go play Cassius
so lyrically I box it, call me foxglove
burnin' down the doghouse, turnin' it to ashes
me me, this isn't an attack at you you
but you should know that I that I
don't play the Game like you
now everybody here say it wiiiith
me me, this isn't an attack at you you
but you should know that I that I
don't play the Game like you like you do so
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Alan Watts' quote: "When we say that something is without purpose, that's a put down phrase. We say 'well it's no future in it, what's the use?' No, we say, what's the use? And, uh, we need very much to realize that that question reflects our insanity. 'What's the future in it, what's the use?' The joy for the taoist is that things have no use, and the future is not important."
walk down to the crossroads, judgers of the unlawful
so quick to pick like a perfect apostle
but, too, you’ve fallen
awful
believe
we, not me, makin Mother Earth a brothel
human and our voice is boomin
with skyscrapers inducin'
just a ruined race losin' it keepin pace with the fossils
quarter ton of dynamite
sky high trilobite
it’s all strip malls
makes me wanna die tonight
it’s the heart of Nature
rough, like the Harlem paper
take the pain, play the game
rain like it’s water vapor
and I’m not your neighbor
but I play your cadence
back from the past when we were basic and ancient
now we think we’ve made it
changing times from the Dark Ages
but I’ve seen them turn a kid’s mind to a crime agent
now the wood’s gone, but we got our nest built
disco inferno, a phoenix in the exhale
watch the dead thought
caught in a headlock
31 flavors and we merely mutter “guess not”
we tailspin from rock comets
write sonnets of spring
blink once, and wonder why’s it August
brain like a lentil, so much potential
with eyes open or closed we’re always traveling
it’s like we hope that we know our time is happening
but that is our call, (so) tell me who is babbling
environmental, fire in the mental
when you spell ‘break’ then you break the spell
like, so much for snakes and them lakes of hell
when you grow up then fake ain’t a state to dwell
quit the discoveries, put together a summary
pause for reflection…then move onto other things
it’s all a matter of illuminated laughter
the baby in the bathtub, or finishing a chapter
it’s all disaster when you think about the after
now. but the thing is, who ever really has to?
wow! See, the king is a revolution master (why?)
‘cuz the masses, they muster much faster (like what?)
like the mower make the grass mo’ grasser (so what?)
so today the people graze in the pasture (where?)
Shanghai to Marseilles to Perth and Alaska (whoa!)
and even on the Moon (zoom zoom, NASA!)
but with a dead king, the boogeyman’s gone
look at us pretending that we got nothing to stand upon
our common enemy is now a common enemy
black and white is grey: decapitated centipede
brain like a lentil, so much potential
with eyes open or closed we’re always traveling
it’s like we hope that we know our time is happening
but that is our call, (so) tell me who is babbling
environmental, fire in the mental
when you spell ‘break’ then you break the spell
like, so much for snakes and them lakes of hell
when you grow up then fake ain’t a state to dwell
somethin’ ain’t quite right
we’re all tryin paint a pattern
by waving night lights on this zeitgeist
and other times we feel fine
like ‘why worry? I’d rather wonder'
until the thunder bring that white light
is there a prize and who is fighting in this prize fight?
and if I told you would you wanna take me at my word?
because I look and, boy, I see I lot of black eyes
I ask why...and they say “because the past occurred”
I tell ‘em that’s absurd, that that’s the Last Lie
from here on out we’re gonna clean behind our ears
…and lean behind our beers, and then agree on what it’s all about
oh, you don’t drink? well no wonder you look hollowed out
a man without a spine, he slithers and he follows doubt
and then he whispers “mysssstery”, but I call him out
it’s the hiss that gets to me, hits me like a histamine
it’s the halitosis to my Listerine
so I give a solid shout and whoever’s listening
will hear a bellow’s echo (echo, echo)
it’s all a feeling, that we lay upon the world like a rug
did you forget? ya better let go (let go, let go)
Alan Watts closing quote: "We ARE it! We are not effects of it. Because, uh, to think that you are separate from the Big Bang is simply a matter of definition. It's a way of talking. We separate events from each other in order to measure them. That is to say, the notion that there are distinct things and distinct events in the physical world is a calculus. It is like pretending that a curve is a series of points."
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8. |
Recognizing I
03:44
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we live in grid line skid row wifi
abandoning roots to be sky high
it's like a desert of the Zen, Land of Pretend
I see you leavin, another weekend on mountain bends
just to get away, and maybe sit a day
atop a citadel of rock and not a bit to say
how did it get this way? how did the mess occur?
Big Bang, our beautiful non-sequiter
I'm pushin' hip hop
beyond the streets
it's a field trip taken
in the break of the beat
'cuz you got yourself
and I know you long to meet him
so see then that your pattern get a season
recognizin I recognizin I I'm recognizin I
without a background
recognizin I recognizin I I'm recognizin I
now how does that sound?
and movin' A to B
it's all the same to me
you tryin to shine like an 80's dream
lookin...for a girl to find
(and) askin mista Tye
like how to live when I'm mystified?
ha
and it's plain to see
you and your A.D.D.
means what I say to you ain't like what you say to me
like throwing pearls to swine
but yo if pigs can fly
then lemme rip the sky
to flip my cryptic eye
(and) they searchin for the Nemo meanwhile
I got way better batter, betting on my bigger fish to fry
I am an icono-claaast and I'm on a roll,
...meaning I'm in my own class on my honor roll
I'm pushin' hip hop
beyond the streets
it's a field trip taken
in the break of the beat
'cuz you got yourself
and I know you long to meet him
so see then that your pattern get a season
recognizin I recognizin I I'm recognizin I
without a background
recognizin I recognizin I I'm recognizin I
everybody do what I be doin'
and do yourself
that's a cliche like don't abuse your health
but we do so well what we choose
so hell
sip booze and wither into the walls that you built
I'm appalled that you will
walk like them
when your very black sheep nature could right them
and your eyes plead wide like join us Tye
but I've seen who you're with and I will bite them
chomp!
see me as a wolf no costume, but with a Jesus heart
I will not cross you
speak love, think for yourself, synchronize your health
and otherwise never again I will boss you
I'm pushin' hip hop
beyond the streets
it's a field trip taken
in the break of the beat
'cuz you got yourself
and I know you long to meet him
so see then that your pattern get a season
recognizin I recognizin I I'm recognizin I
without a background
recognizin I recognizin I I'm recognizin I
now how does that sound
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9. |
Float
04:42
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float, float, float upon the wind
itself escaped from the horns of the brass band
...faces wanna judge
let 'em get to know me first
now they wanna know
better yet show me thirst
when I bend away from ego
I reach no conclusion
from reason, to believe in, a sequel
not feasible for evil to exist apart
from people, we're equal in this regard
missing half of our freethrows
so what is it to be a child of the 21st
kneeling at the scene of the guillotine?
and when political charades and deals made in Escalades
escalates
why, who's not the philistine?
flood the masses, the ladder's in molasses
who says we're classless? look again here's your glasses
and when I try to skim Big Oil off top
the oil gets hot, we're the matches
that's it!
(Aesop Rock sample)
"I float when everyone around me's busy drowning
I float when everyone around me's busy drowning
I float"
yo, cue the horns...
float float
so look at me, fingerwaggin at the weak link
three digits aimin back at me
I'm the good guy sucka, I'm the good guy, right?
right? I'm the good guy, sucka, alright?
I fight just to laugh
cry just to burn, burn just to feel
like a lifelike ass
I never could grasp why...the movies are simplified
resemblin...well, a movie with plots black and white
so I...float that raincloud grey of reality
a bard never bored, with a poet's-sized salary
jaw-drop hourly, awed by empowering
a lot with a thought...ha, and now it's flowering
I hope that your fear is a flickering beast
I hope you find what you seek when you look in the deep
and that you...carve a cavern on a cliffside peak
a place to tuck a part of you when the world is a freak
I'm shaped to shake and break what we take on faith
'cuz what profundity has done to me is not a mistake
(like) do you really wanna live in an illusion self-made
when the rest of us are waiting for the rest of you to change?
I admit it, I'm restless
let us get to the checklist
...quit this recklessness, go feed 'em breakfast
talk about wealth? we wear countries like necklaces
which is to say we forgot about what the message is
...and it's a damn shame too
like...how we dig the color, but unaware why the sky's blue
it's lookin innocent enough, b-but the ignorant bluff
and so now what? the times gettin tough
so I float
and try to point to what's true
so I float
but what you do is up to you
let's float
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10. |
Tunnelvision
03:51
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Jupiter orbits the sun as I purchase packs of gum
what was exhorbitant once, we now call easily done
movin'...forwards in areas, in others we are chumps
let us orbit round the issues that have stumped
like how we thought the center of the universe was here
until astronomy zoomed out, and then we disappeared
so then we had to pause, internalize the laws
shift the paradigm
and grapple with a whole lotta weird
and Weird holds the hand of Unfamiliar and Bad
the same thing happened when we learned that we had
evolved over time from a slime to an ape
to a state of understanding better than we ever had
so the limit is us
and when push comes to glass-imposed ceiling
I'll take a cut lip over kneeling
like yea, I'll take a dim light over nothing
and what I know I know over feelings
and I cannot pretend to
lend you
information that I know is wack
that is sent through
a system intact
so we do what we can do
we disassociate from ants that command you
metamorphose to sand dune
the day they say that LSD is heroin
you go and read some erowid
and see where that will land you
'cuz a sand dune shifts
The Man gets pissed
always trynna sell us short from abyss
Enter the Void and see The Matrix
as more than a film
but a statement
extrapolated out from the basics
money is just paper
making sure your happiness is later
and heaven's our distraction from Nature
and as a sand dune wave
we watch every line as it's made
and laugh at how it's easy to erase
that the pinpoint of light
in the tunnel
has a trace of the truth
but we walk the wrong way
leaving youth
give it a go, whaddya know?
give it a g-g-g-go
Irony and pie over piety and iron
Whoa, whaddya know?
give it a g-g-g-go
tick tock, ding! Time for us to grow
does it show?
give it a go, whaddya know?
give it a g-g-g-go
irony and pie over piety and iron
whoa, whaddya know?
give it a g-g-g-go
tick tock, ding! Time for us to grow
this is what it's like when the rug's tugged out
from yer feet
when the rug's tugged out from your feet
when you recognize the center is
everywhere
you know that it's true
that it's you who despairs
this is what it's like when the rug's tugged out
from your feet
when the rug's tugged out from your feet
when you recognize the center is
everywhere
so the way to make a moment holy
you just share
that's how it goes
and no we're not frozen
that's how we grow into thaat which we know
and that's how it goes
and no we're not frozen
that's how we grow into thaat which we know
X2
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11. |
An Inch Apart
05:51
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it's not that I'm sane
still...prone to losin' it
but been bananas so long I got used to it
my old shoes won't fit, I'm fillin' bigger ones
I'm feelin' vigorous, yes, Icarus in his lungs
they call me licorice flame, better than cigarette
I can make a ballerina's silhouette pirouette
so hold on to the bar as I raise it up here a sec.
faster than a Lear jet full of letters, I deliver
hold up, maybe we should take it back here a sec
aw naw, you be lovin' breakfast, the first verse
crunch on lunch, the hook
then the cook serve you dinner
make a hit, take a hit, maybe get to play a winner
...maybe...crazy and creative are an inch apart
I'm the Joker bridgin' the gap, now pick a card
and like the bullet that missed the heart
I'm never far from my target
this is art, so let's get it started
I....am growin' crazy
watch out! contagious!
I may bust! oh but maybe baby
you like it outrageous
so count with me now:
one two and uh...kiss
one one two and uh...kiss
one one two and uh...kiss
I'm drivin' myself to the edge in an HHR
4WD, yea I've gone too far
been gone too long, don't seem too strong
can't see too clear, I'm seein' see-thru wrong
and they ask me like Arlo, 'are you rehabilitated?'
have you achieved a state in-
side of the social norms we make?
and I tell 'em, 'when you lose your mindset
lemme me be a stand in, what I say stands out
are you understandin'? this is not stand up
do you need a hand out? hey who's lost here?'
me or The Man now? Is The Man me? lesse how this pans out.
give 'em a hand now...
a group of twisted muthafuckas, the kind that don't allow a text if
you behind the wheel, but here's a billboard of a Lexus
yea, we got the interstates covered like a checklist
we'll advertise in your deepest inner state next, kid
I....am growin' crazy
watch out! contagious!
I may bust! oh but maybe baby
you like it outrageous
so count with me now:
one two and uh...kiss
one one two and uh...kiss
one one two and uh...kiss
one one two and uh...kiss
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12. |
Briarpatch
04:04
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I be that hella irrelevant gentleman by the drain pipe
always lookin at the game like, whoa, hang tight!
we grapple with gender
like Adam's apple
and get in fender benders
with money lenders and assholes
this is why the same guy's
intent like a rainfly
as long as I cover my ass
I remain dry
this is why I lie awake
as I escape another take of why the human race should face facts
my mis-take, m'bad
yea we've all done done it
a paid premium for future ain't re-funded
I by the drainpipe, you by the faucet
the plumber ain't cosmic
sticks and stones and you ossify for profit
inevitably
...listen to lesson three, love
and wonder why we lost it
the same reason that the tourist is accosted
ha, it make the people tick like the watch did
so as long as the modus
operandi controls it
...I'm callin bullshit
yea, and as long as your granddads
fill the pews like sandbags
they kowtow to the pulpit
now now
this is why the people bow down
this is why our new kings and queens have traded rings and crowns
for the fog of war
so they're not singled out
so they're much more able to a-void our shouts
a dictator is playin with hot potatoes
when the masses see a nauseator, see ya' later gator
so they, bring the Vader down
but on the road later down
the ones who made it out
look, now they're makin out
and they don't undestand
naw, man, they plunder land
and maybe wonder why we're mad like 'why's that?'
they had a choice, wise up or 'why's that?'
time's up and my matchstick's
fire in the briarpatch!
it's a it's a fire in the briarpatch
hide your...hide your child behind an iron latch
how long...will they believe in Mayan math
but could I conceive a higher path
sounds like a giant's task
it's a it's a fire in the briarpatch
hide your...hide your child behind an iron latch
how long...will they believe in Mayan math
but could I conceive a higher path
yo
the old man toad is a river-lovin fool
hawk, he be the glider, the rock is the jewel
and every animated, autonomous object
is what it is, no reason to object
but a man's a ventriloquist
case in point, see Leviticus
here's your book, g-give it a kiss
I guess the best way to put it is in jest
so you ingest the best of what I say is justice
shit, in that case better catch me on the next track
this is where my head's at...verbal buttkick
I've seen a kid's skull filled with a mudbrick
and the way conveyor belts deliver us our numbness
this is how the bloodless colonize our minds
with a wall of lies
hey, don't wait, they won't apologize
to people all alive, your God is too small
that's why I'm gonna catch you prayin' when the roof falls
it's a it's a fire in the briarpatch
hide your...hide your child behind an iron latch
how long...will they believe in Mayan math
but could I conceive a higher path
sounds like a giant's task
it's a it's a fire in the briarpatch
hide your...hide your child behind an iron latch
how long...will they believe in Mayan math
but could I conceive a higher path
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13. |
The Predicament
03:34
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I've half-assed more than half of it
that ain't the half of it
the other half is yet to come
and I'm supposed to master it
I entered stories as a bastard in a rat race
tryin' to take a moment while everyone's yellin' "faster, kid!"
I guess I missed the point of fast-paced thought
when all that we ever got was a brass face off
take off! I just iced the last cake bought
if Armageddon is comin' then we better waste...not
time's a tickin' and I'm pickin' it up
but you already knew that, so I'm switchin' it up
the point, the choice 'n' forte? keepin' ahead
of what you expect, so much greater than sleepin' instead
big dreams? why...I used to spend the weekend in bed
but I was weak in the head, somethin' to jettison
for raw sound is medicine identical
to metal in a forge dependin' upon your sentiment
(overdub to line up with "sentiment") now settle in for the chorus...
(or just a pause and then my own voice "here's the chorus")
what was life like before the brass horn?
what shape would it take when our spirits soared or mourned?
there's the thing, then the predicament of its cavity
what's been lost? pause a sec...feel the gravity
what was life like before the brass horn?
what shape would it take when our spirits soared or mourned?
there's the thing, then the predicament of its cavity
what's been lost?
if you say it today, you better give it two meanings
one part irony the other part irony
truth is abused in the open
but seclude it in a room on a bed
with some rope (okay?)
(for) we've trotted with the tropes
know the tricks of the trade
share much more in common with a whore
than we'll admit on the page
our age? it's never been the years that we live
but the life to a dream that we give (okay?)
and this ain't no JFK, speech or essay
this is a straightjacket mutter on a bed about a best day
"it's pretty nice", they'll remark
"needs a bit of black lipstick quick
before leading it from the dark"
but a postmodern lean is the icing
without a firm grip on the cake it gets dicey
it's like leaning on a post of lightning
it stands for nothing
so let's criticize, but remember that the thunder isn't frightening
what was life like before the brass horn?
what shape would it take when our spirits soared or mourned?
there's the thing, then the predicament of its cavity
what's been lost? pause a sec...feel the gravity
what was life like before the brass horn?
what shape would it take when our spirits soared or mourned?
there's the thing, then the predicament of its cavity
what's been lost?
who are we if we're not who we used to be
that's gotta be answered in every moment suitably
the steed of time, that's the speed of time's phoenix
listen to that again, 'cuz I mean for you to glean it
in other words, well
then they wouldn't be mine
so I use these words and no others that I find
but why? that's the question I will ask in time
but I struggle with the muggles who don't ask in time
who are we
if we're not who we're gonna soon be?
that's life, we be livin' in a thin moon beam
some say that's the game
but a game is a metaphor
so quit extending shit, and start spending it
this will be ending soon, that's what I said it for
shit's real, if it ain't what's realer
if this is a game who's the dealer?
at this point they bring up a book
and I give them a look
then I burn up their book
here's a mirror
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Dfind Seattle, Washington
This is conscious, sometimes psychedelic, hip hop comin' at you from Seattle.
I started writing
poetry before middle school, and continued doing that until I was introduced to hip hop in high school. For the past ten years writing and performing lyrics has been my primary means of expression.
I look forward to future collaborations with other creative people and better production overall.
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