[Abilities]
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To everyone out there...
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[Eyedea]
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Speaking of out there
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SPEAKING of out there
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Where's he from?
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He's from some other planet, I heard
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He traveled...
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[Slug]
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I think that's a myth
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I heard about that kid
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That one from St. Paul
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[Eyedea]
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No... heh... no
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He ain't from St. Paul
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[Slug]
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Well, he says he's from St. Paul
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But no, I think you're right
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[Eyedea]
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Yeah, he says he's from St. Paul
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Cause it's, it's more marketable when you talk about you're from Earth
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But check it out
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It goes a little something like this...
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He dug deep in his system to find nutrition for others
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Lost sleep, tossed and turned, only to learn love is expensive
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Talk was cheap, till my thoughts grew feet
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Now I take them on walks with me
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But don't let them off the leash
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Cause they might cross the street and get hit
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Listen a second, I pretended to need a friendship
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With many forms of energy till everyone repented
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Now I'm end this with a sentence(?) and a sentence become a way of life
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To stay the night with my notebook, then wake up the next day to write
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Again, and again, and again and again and again and again
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Until my pen is inevitably inseparable from my finger skin
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Lingering in the depths of this pool of resendential
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Fighting a million and ten inner battles that'll sprain my neck into dudes(?)
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Bobbing my head to keep cool, true, stays on the down low
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Meaning proof for the bleeding, is it useful in the council
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Meaning it cheaper what you believe to be the dopest at the moment
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Yeah, he's exceeding the quotient and feeding me tokens
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But the machine must be broken
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[Chorus]
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Cause he'd rather give him a uppercut than give him a hook
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So he steady throwin jabs just to get him to look
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Man, every thought he ever had quietly sits in his book
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For anyone that's afraid to jump, let me give him a push
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Rather give him a uppercut than give him a hook
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So I'm steady throwin jabs just to get him to look
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Every thought I ever had quietly sits in his book
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For anyone that's afraid to jump, let me give him a push
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[Eyedea]
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From the north side to the southside, to the wild side to the pesticide
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To the genocide to the homicide, you decide to set aside
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Well, pick a side, any side, are you along just for the ride?
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Oh me oh me oh my, I wish you would just die
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Cause kid, you're the reason for my sore throat
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PETTY MORTAL (?), the war won't stop till you hop in a porthole
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And sort those problems out, child, it ain't all about your style
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Cause you could break your back to state the facts and make them smile
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While the pain in my religion, paintin by the pigeons
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Strainin while you're listenin to this brain on tire ribbons
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Givin a splittin headache with energetic delivery
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Livin as a poetic shredded by the edge of misery
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Vividly describin the pain inside of this entity
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Physically and mentally, we all pretend to need sympathy
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Interesting enough, you say you don't give a [fuck]
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But there's much I grew to like through this mic that I clutch
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So keep your hands down, and put your attention span up
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Understand now, man, sound is a dimension you can't touch
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Plants crush, when the vocals of that local named Eyedea hit your ear
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So c'mon, get your chair and stand up
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[Chorus]
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Because I'd rather give him a uppercut than give him a hook
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So I'm steady throwin jabs just to get him to look
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Every thought I ever had quietly sits in his book
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For anyone that's afraid to jump, let me give him a push
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Rather give him a uppercut than give him a hook
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So I'm steady throwin jabs just to get him to look
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Every thought I ever had quietly sits in his book
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For anyone that's afraid to jump, let me give you a push
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[Eyedea]
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BURY MY MIND(?) with a friendship bracelet and a tin can
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Get your business down and dig me up outta the ground when you get rich, man
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I'll take a round of applause, but won't take no kids hand
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Cause the challenge tonight is to balance my bike without a kickstand
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Now a spoon full of sugar makes the medicine go down |