Текст песни Deepspace 5 - The Night We Called it a Day
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[Verse 1]When the moon shines at noontime, and the sun blazes at midnightDark and Night coincide, I stay inside and keep the lid tightCatch side of the morning that passes by through my windowAnother child is born, another dies, and still the wind blowsSpin slow, drawn into strong voice of reasonStanding there in soul thinking of summer –Just longin` for another seasonFor no particular Reason hear I stand-Just rocked another show, just can`t remember where I amAnd my families far from here, but the stars are bright this eveningOn this morning on this afternoon, just got here now I`m leavingAnd I shall remember the marble just as clear as I do yesterdayNever dance with the Devil, cuz I cant afford the hell to payWhen I blast through your speakers every time your pressing playWhen I fish the phonograph so we could set the record straightDear god I pray-Just let me show this world a better wayHow you helped through to your heart and all the times you fade awayI get to, say these words and speak my piece to Catholic CrowdsNot certain if it`s Day or Night but I know the time is NOWAnd if we ever lose the purpose as a prelude to the soundLets just call it a Day, and burn my empires to the ground...[Verse 2]Ya, amazingly, Cask of AmanciattoCracks wide open and vibrates your bravadoSo I escape, body-bagging, like I`m kinda like Monte ChristoWorld Tour, DL, Koffeshop, and I`m coming to your BistroWe show bright when it comes to your abilityI`ll be yellin` out homonyms `cuz I dwell in possibilityWe gonna call it a Day, `cuz I know your feelin` meListener, Rapper, Popuri of Life- all synonyms of CornucopiaI`m so glad you have a wife- In this wolf eat samurai worldYou better grab your swords and saw your nads offYou`ll get chopped off by the needle as it spins over to my rhyme, yo.Rap Music guys have a self-title: artist to lifePlease think twice before you say your things in the microphoneI might not be, but I take it seriouslyWhen you really listen to the words, an your not just hearing me...[Hook]Day and NightWrong or RightSpill our guts with every breath on the mikeAnd hope you call it tightIf it`s blind give it sightIf it`s Dark make it LightSome call it MusicDeepspace calls it Life[Verse 3]Workin` it out (out), placin` my feet to concreteHittin` the street with vengeance, steangence, so sweetWhat bitter we consider every circle we passProbl`y the reason that I reason with class, so step fastWe pushed and finally pushed that was burnin` staying determinedAnd yearnin` `cuz the lessons we learnin` were life long (life long)Its my song, I place to eraseAnd transpose all these average JoesWith weak flows-Who knows not, -The true livin` roles who ascended, blendedWith the beat, compete, and apprehendedToday`s feelin` all right, color all right Being blocked by the shotgun and pray every day and nightNow I`ve gone a full day without some wackness heardThe One`s speakin` absurd-Are finally heeding my word. (ya right)And now I`m left with nothing else to sayThat be the Night that I Called it A Day (Called it a Day)[Verse 4]I`m gonna throw thoughts to a pageLet `em fall where they pleaseLet `em rise to the sky, rain down, on four seasAn ocean of possibilities that dwellin`Yellin` at the top of my lungs convicted by stone tablets as a felonA nocturnal being of love since the grown of timeWatch the sunrise with both my daughter`s eyesPermanent Shine, refine my reflection insideLivin` to die, dyin` to live, and all glory given back to God[Verse 5]It was the Night that 24 turned into 12Had to adjust my spiral off, from the top of the shelfOn the blank page, using the utensil of potentialI`m diggin` in my Brain so I could Rip the InstrumentalWith 20 bars left, and I`m consistent from the introLighting candle sticks, as the rain hits my windowNeed to focus in, take the topic and let it flowGot 8 down for the count and 16 to goThe Writer`s blocks are stepping stonesTowards the metronomeI`m racing dead lastI`m head lastPlaced on my proseNocturnal with my journal, a wordplay professorThe aggressor, resembling soda cans under pressureI`m shakin` but not stirred, deterrent from my train of thinkNow I`m aligned, readjusted to infuse the inkI wanna handcuff the hands of timeNo great spirit here allotted for here`s the sunshine...[Hook][Verse 6]Bet I`m casting nets and dreadsThe deep blue ways are wet?????God`s Silhouette, I wanna palettes painted pink by suns and setsBURNT from a long days work, but feelin` fineTip his cap and path the moon on his back, his day declinesCandlelight Switch as you slip into the eveningA courtesy to the sun, as it dips below the ceilingFeeling sort of satellite, like the wind beneath my wingsOr the tightrope, or gravity keeps lunar kites on orbit stringsMan on the moonlight, dream before my timeLike the moon reflects the sun, I make the black begin to shineLike the moon rewinds the waters, makes the ocean reclineI collapse your mind; I`m Syntax, but melancholy kindRedefine the best, framed fresh in terms of holinessBless the mike, device, `Cuz I get nice to keep the consciousAnd I split tense mint`s spit words like sentence fragmentsMoon dust the must `cuz I aint` in it for the cabbageThe incandescent presence spins, as I`m your present flameBut my name would flicker out my name syntax the wax and waneFor the name above names, I`m so glad that Christ cameThe black bird bright the night, we called it a Day...[End Verse]Shadows step on the one, on, under every tongue, runSpoken sentence frags., spoken on shattered breaksIt`s a black hole soul with my faith as I takeBreak Minutes back with father time to coordinate secondsI surround the 11th hour with sound as my weaponVillain threatened to sweat the syndrome of the wickedHeading for your Auditory where the Listener would stick itFiction, we`re steel, when it breaks from the constructionCrushing your framework and far surpassing your presumptionSunrays, like a score with notes my surfacingGreat mad at meteors or record the all heedAnd when the, Sun SetsSome one lets the mike downWe pipe down, unplug it and leave it hide downBut not before we retire the pen`Cuz yo tomorrow we`ll be back just to do it againUh, shackled and scarredI still maintain my praise of dark daysA sullen world covered in painSo from Dusk `till Dawn, I represent his wordDeepspace 5: set to serveWe travel in this land of the lost and we understandWe battle with the possible chance you take the crossOn your block, in your speakers Dudes is paidWe out for a change, in The Night We Called it a Day...