Electric charge comin' from the mainframe - Aceyalone "The Energy"
|
I'm from where the phat beats stretch for mad blocks - Ladybug Mecca "Where I'm From" by Digable Planets
|
|
My every little step set in a star, retina Scarred;
|
Tread in a sled of bedbugs got my dead head in a jar
|
Crazer camp stamp blank on the mug of settlers
|
Registered not protest nor approval regarding every morn futile.
|
My experience with spirit alignment interference
|
Assigns division from clearance to ample scrambling.
|
Let's note the magnificence in the difference.
|
OK see two canaries on the wire aspire to separate lullabies
|
Both of which had me drifting.
|
Every clan ghostly orphan scared stiff in the bliss
|
And list picking from the arrangment under burden. Bust.
|
Wallow in will to split the privelage cluster;
|
Lackluster as if a journey choice grew on the nearest chuckle path-
|
Dispatch trouble.
|
I've never seen the water so high in my poison life. Social conduct,
|
20 pace, about face, self destruct.
|
I know the key locations, sharp enough to catch those subtle signs
|
Cause, well, this here alley cat's been around the block a couple of times.
|
Lifting every tin can, sifting every mess;
|
One man's trash, you know the rest.
|
Live it.
|
Pitching a battered platform out of mass hysterics perished in the blizzard.
|
When it's finished I plan to sit and observe the twister pivot.
|
Sleep and sleep well; sleep with a sacred array of fevers,
|
Wake as a pertinent version of a pipe dreamer.
|
Y'all can find me if you lookin for a friend-
|
I'll be the only iron-clad oracle in a city of tin.
|
|
CHORUS:
|
I was born where crooked demeanor seemed to spawn merit;
|
I was born where all the king's men couldn't mend a broken spirit;
|
I was born where it don't matter if you stand, sit, or fall,
|
To live and die as a brick brick brick brick brick in the wall.
|
And I'm a brick brick brick brick brick in the wall, and I'm a
|
Brick brick brick brick brick in the wall, and I'm a
|
Brick brick brick brick brick in the wall.
|
And I'm a brick in the wall, drop in the bucket, yes y'all.
|
|
(Electric charge coming from the mainframe)
|
(I'm from where the phat beats stretch for mad blocks)
|
|
Spare a match for the most distorted orchid in the path.
|
Assorted orphans coursed in a morbid orbit forward the traps.
|
I make a tentative promise to flash frequent
|
The most sacred abrasive based in allegiance
|
To the makeshift mason's secrets.
|
Water basin leaking, plug it up.
|
The simple triple ring performance shoveled subtle imperfection.
|
I rung a life's worth of saturated costume gear over hell's balcony
|
To nullify the drought and still the martyr farmers shout at me.
|
And so the epic went. And every cirrus hung.
|
The bow breakers turned a cradle fatal, every spirit clung.
|
Croon for the slick Icarus brain children busy splitting
|
The Giving Tree building fresh canoes for freaks to cross the spill in.
|
I'm frantic.
|
My plan is dwindling with every pulse bump.
|
Gods and monsters yield the lump sum of the dolt clump.
|
Be wary when the stratosphere tints.
|
I Scout like Atticus Finch,
|
Inching up slow in the games of reconnaissance.
|
Now cause to amend the Zen memorandum has surfaced
|
In every holocaust citadel fix it plan.
|
12 easy steps to better picket line demeanor.
|
Gumshoe.
|
Stick stone conglomerate activate massive.
|
But the sky is falling. F-f-f-fuck you.
|
I've hired sweatshop labor to hold candles to the solar panels
|
Stitched in the back of my neck for nickels and sour milk
|
By the week. Cheek to the heartache.
|
At the center of my anthem
|
Lies a blend of temper tantrums
|
Substancial for me to lamp in.
|
|
(Electric charge comin' from the mainframe)
|
(I'm from where the phat beats stretch for mad blocks)
|
|
CHORUS:
|
I was born where crooked demeanor seemed to spawn merit;
|
I was born where all the king's men couldn't mend a broken spirit;
|
I was born where it don't matter if you stand, sit, or fall,
|
To live and die as a brick brick brick brick brick in the wall.
|
And I'm a brick brick brick brick brick in the wall, and I'm a
|
Brick brick brick brick brick in the wall, and I'm a
|
Brick brick brick brick brick in the wall.
|
And I'm a brick in the wall, drop in the bucket, yes y'all.
|
|
(Electric charge comin' from the mainframe)
|
(I'm from where the phat beats stretch for mad blocks)
|
[Chopped and Screwed]
|
|
-----------------
|
Spare a Match
|
| Aesop Rock |
