Buddah MAC
08-04-06, 02:14 AM
snatch up death’s scythe as he ain’t using it right
shape what’s now mine to a mic to end all in my sight
naw, make that earshot, muddy up the clear plot
studying the mirror’s clock til my only peer drop
fear’s not restraining one weighing every consequence
walking with confidence of multiverse consciousness
string the cat’s cradle out, interwoven lifelines
playing bully with the scissors til all the girlies cryin’
and I stand centered in my wrong, smile lying otherwise
head clouded for so long, eyes dream undiscovered sky
as they blink for the longest, lost where my longing is
reclaimed where the song is, prepared to be pawning this
faded facade fixated on unheard eloquence
ball and chained my name with word ever since
that love at first insight, ears popped when mind in flight
altitude climbing til atmosphere all behind us 'n'
our block is seen in context, the populous faceless
industrial complex deconstructed into basics
elements, 'member that? tag "Buddah" if you do son
if not, listen or your mother 'bout to lose one
noose strung, mob in office 'bout to take back what they gave
truth hung, swaying shadow darkens future's grave
save a stray song for solace, soundtracking apocalypse
my shine so stellar, tomorrow's dead sun eclipsed
another day, banging the rhythm on soul's prison bars
ache echoed in the evening and the sound shaking starts
to dissipate walls, wardens fall seeing truly free men
and I can enjoy the music minus the subliminal screaming
shape what’s now mine to a mic to end all in my sight
naw, make that earshot, muddy up the clear plot
studying the mirror’s clock til my only peer drop
fear’s not restraining one weighing every consequence
walking with confidence of multiverse consciousness
string the cat’s cradle out, interwoven lifelines
playing bully with the scissors til all the girlies cryin’
and I stand centered in my wrong, smile lying otherwise
head clouded for so long, eyes dream undiscovered sky
as they blink for the longest, lost where my longing is
reclaimed where the song is, prepared to be pawning this
faded facade fixated on unheard eloquence
ball and chained my name with word ever since
that love at first insight, ears popped when mind in flight
altitude climbing til atmosphere all behind us 'n'
our block is seen in context, the populous faceless
industrial complex deconstructed into basics
elements, 'member that? tag "Buddah" if you do son
if not, listen or your mother 'bout to lose one
noose strung, mob in office 'bout to take back what they gave
truth hung, swaying shadow darkens future's grave
save a stray song for solace, soundtracking apocalypse
my shine so stellar, tomorrow's dead sun eclipsed
another day, banging the rhythm on soul's prison bars
ache echoed in the evening and the sound shaking starts
to dissipate walls, wardens fall seeing truly free men
and I can enjoy the music minus the subliminal screaming