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Текст песни Blackalicious f Lyrics Born, Saul Willia - Release

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(Release)(Release)(Release)[Gift of Gab]Prevalent melanin elephant bailinAnd carrying sedatives that`ll give average lettermen callousesWrecking with savageness, catalystbattling rappers`ll stagger right after the dagger is left in itCherish ? (Release) AtticaShatter your algebra with calculus (give it up)Damage your pattern I`m pounding you so fabulous (give it up)Enough is enough is enough and I`m busting up outta this shellIn eruption and rupture your structure the fuck with you (Release)Up in you and cut you a costumerHuffing and puffing, discussing absolutely nothing, disgustingPlus I`m feeling me rushing up in your country percussionNo woman gets struck in the boundariesWake up if your lunging, I`m something, you`re nothing (Release)Now come see grunting, I`m huntingFor one emcees runningI`m stomping my foot through your armyThey couldn`t have stopped me with shotiesOddity, why did he, why do these entire societies inside of societiesAnd survivors still remain alive (Release) emceesThriving to flow, opting to gofive hundred and fifty-five syllables to goSplit em` with subliminal intentional dentinal proUnlimited flow unriveted, inhibited, vinditedNow you can`t get rid of it like (Release) businessMagnificent, intimate, in it with, in a minute, gonna be in a nicksIn it with a gig, big fat heads like eggs BenedictPigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol energyIt`s time I society beats release[Saul Williams]Inner breathlessness, outer restlessnessBy the time I caught up to freedom I was out of breathGrandma asked me what I`m running forI guess I`m out for the same thing the sun is sunning forWhat mothers birth their youngens forAnd some say Jesus coming forFor all I know the earth is spinning slowSuns at half mast `cause masses ain`t aglowOn bended knee, prostrate before an altered treeI`ve made the forest suit meTables and chairsPapers and prayersMatter versus spiritA metal ladderA wooden crossA plastic bottle of waterA mandala encased in glassA spirit encased in fleshSound from shaped hollowsThe thickest of mucus released from heightened passionA man that cries in his sleepA truth that has gone out of fashionA mode of expressionA paint splattered wallA carton of cigarettesA bouquet of corpsesA dying forestA nurtured gardenA privatized prisonA candle with a broken wickA puddle that reflects the sunA piece of paper with my name on itI`m surroundedI surrenderAllAll that I am I have beenAll I have been has been a long time comingI am becoming all that I amThe spittle that surrounds the mouth-piece of the fluteUnheard, yet feltA gathered wetnessA quiet moistureSound trapped in a bubbleReleased into windWind fellows and land merchantsWe are history`s detergentWater soluble, light particles, articles of cleansing breathArticles amending deathThese words are not tools of communicationThey are shards of metalDropped from eight story windowsThey are waterfalls and gas leaksAged thoughts rolled in tobacco leafThe tools of a tradeBarbers barred, barred of bartersCatch phrases and misunderstandingsBut they are not what I feel when I am aloneSurrounded by everything and nothingAnd there isn`t a word or phrase to be caughtA verse to be recitedA man to de-fill my being in those momentsI am blankness, the contained center of an "O"The pyramidic containment of an "A"I stand in the middle of all that I have learnedAll that I have memorizedAll that I`ve known by heartUnable to reach any of itThere is no sadnessThere is no blissIt is a forgotten memoryA memorable escape route that only is found by not lookingThere, in the spine of the dictionary the words are worthlessThey are a mere weight pressing against my thoughtlessnessBut then, who else can speak of thoughtlessness with such confidenceWho else has learned to sling these ancient ideaslike dead rats held by their tailsso as not to infect this newly oiled skinI can think of nothing heavier than an airplaneI can think of no greater conglomerate of steel and metalI can think of nothing less likely to flyThere are no wings more weightedI too have felt a heavinessThe stare of man guessing at my beingYes I am homelessA homeless man making offerings to the after-futureSculpting rubber tree forests out of worn tires and shoe solesA nation unified in exhaleA cloud of smokeA native pipe ceremonyAll the gathered cigarette butts piled in heapsSnow covered mountainsLipsticks smeared and shriveledOfferings to an afterworldTattoo guns and plastic wrappersBroken zippers and dead eyed dollsIt`s all overwhelming me, oak and elming meI have seeded a forest of myselfLittle books from tall treesIt matters not what this paper be made ofGive me notebooks made of human fleshDried on steel hooks and noosesMake uses of use, uses of usIt`s all overwhelming me, oak and elming meI have seeded a forest of myselfLittle books from tall treesOn bended kneeProstrate before an altered treeI`ve made the forest suit meTables and chairsPapers and prayersMatter vs. spirit, through meditationI program my heart to beat breakbeats and hum basslines on exhalation(Release)x3[Lyrics Born]The heaven-sent benevolent medicine man reverendPeddling deliverance that resemble amphetamines tothe residents in the meadow of pestilenceWho developed a chemical dependence on pessimism, nowIs he is, or is he ain`tThe most distinctive speaker seeping through your sleepy speakersYes he is, oh, yes indeedSo distinguished, so close some people think half (?)Ain`t no secret, people, trust meIt`s mostly hustlingMoves me up straitBut just focus on the gun sceneBoasting and fussingThey both so unproductiveSuppose it go in my blood streamLet me post this questionAsk anybody, just anybodyThey`ll tell you that the antibody to the pettyPotty mouth gots to beSuccess at somethingTo be the best of somethingAnd not to stress the dumb shitCause you ain`t missing nothingYou got to[Gift of Gab]Motivate, accelerate, never wait, know your weight, throw away hateGrow and make weight of your older datesElevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate fateJust motivate, accelerate, never wait, show the way, no escapeTake hold and shift shape, live a longer dayElevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate fateAstrologist, colleges follow this through the metropolisThe dominant brown bomber, I`m in it, being prominentWalking it, mean walking it, clean the scene, stalking itVolcanic, got ya`ll panicking, false canyonAnd, awe wait, all dayOutlandish bandits be slandering what we mastering cause they can`t catch usThey all pray for our downfall

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