Текст песни Lalala

Nigga, you betta drink half a gallon

of shaolin before you pluck the strings

of my violin, my life is orchestrated, like

london symphony, concentrated. Niggas waited

and waited. i'm birthday wistles, belated.

blow out the candles, i wait in the

darkness, like a vandal. the silloutte

of set in this mirror on the mantle.

fire place is in the heart. water

places the art 'round the island of

desiring wheremost primitives stalk

sacrificing their daughters, but these

primordial waters carry a feminine

agenda that no man ever taught us.

true they captured and caught us,

transported, sold us, and bought us. they

constituted and lawed us, distorted truths

that they taught us. we rebelled, then

fought us. we conformed, then

they formed us. Now these niggas rhyming

'bout material possessions. My adidas are

three years old, like my daughter, niggas

rhyme 'bout alize and need to rhyme about

water. but out of chaos comes order

out of chaos comes order out of chaos comes

order....Fake niggas run for the border

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in a past life i was a woodcarver's knife

the sharpened blade of a woodcutter

the eldest son of the chief's brother:

maker of drums. we scraped the

inside of goat hides to seek the hollows

where sound resides, offering the parts

we did not use to invoke the muse.

music of the ghettos, the cosmos,

the negroes, the necros: overcomers

of death, disciples of breath. dissection

of drumbeats like Osirus by Seth.

breakbeats into fourteen pieces.

dissembled chaos, organized noise.

a patchwork of heartbeats to ressurect

true b-boys. be men let's mend

the broken heart of Isis. age of

aquarius. mother nature is furious

while you rhyme about being hardcore be

heartcore. what is it that we do art for?

metaphor. metasin. it's an age of

healing. why not rhyme about what you're

feeling? or not be felt. deal w/ the cards

you're dealt. calling tarot readers and

sparrow feeders to cancel the

apocalypse....metaphorically speaking

(meta: greek for beyond