Buddah MAC
04-30-07, 05:25 AM
almost played off by the band til I tossed the sample on
now I rock until the break of bodies being trampled on
as I see the past collapsing, slowly fading classic raps in
far off echoes, as no architects were asked when
foundation started crackin' how to repair it, in fact then
they wreck the house and build bigger, impacting
the foundation further, as the cracks creep bigger
then the new building crumbles and nobody can figure
what the problem could be, seemed solid couple years back
owners getting paid while artists renting rooms lacked
any ability to question the situation as rent's due
so they hustle for the money, ignoring the eventual
as the house's slow shift flips to quick sinking
til the frame is stressed enough that quicker than you blinking
only rubble remains, your claim to fame & name
you tagged on your door goes up in the flames
that you figured came with the collapse, naw son
no gas leak & spark, the owners went with arson
to prevent any evidence remaining on what's owed you
because all that money made & spent, they never showed you
how much they net off your recoup and sales
coulda asked those before you, but that foundation failed
without proper care & upkeep, and now you see them at your feet
they just built on top their bodies and silence was their deceit
as none of them were dead when the owners started up
but checking for survivors would cost another buck
so they're left lying where the owners set them up to fall
and you're at the same spot when new builders come to call
and you start screaming as concrete is poured on top
first for yourself, but after a second you stop
and scream for all those that'll follow you down
see your writing on the weak walls, but maybe if the sound
hits the owners' ears, they'll get the base solid again
support these artists and the proper housing then
gets more in the door, and everyone's earning
and then you build as a community as we're turning
the same broken model home over to new architects
and the varying styles will in turn reflect
in increased income, interest, brighter outlook
instead of the black roses that people took
and threw at the charred remains before each rebuilding
loving rememberence of what was & what's consealed in
the hardened hearts who lost hope after endless loss
and the newly buried you is calculating that cost
realizing you were doomed before decorating dotted lines
because those you signed the lease with counted on you dying
now I rock until the break of bodies being trampled on
as I see the past collapsing, slowly fading classic raps in
far off echoes, as no architects were asked when
foundation started crackin' how to repair it, in fact then
they wreck the house and build bigger, impacting
the foundation further, as the cracks creep bigger
then the new building crumbles and nobody can figure
what the problem could be, seemed solid couple years back
owners getting paid while artists renting rooms lacked
any ability to question the situation as rent's due
so they hustle for the money, ignoring the eventual
as the house's slow shift flips to quick sinking
til the frame is stressed enough that quicker than you blinking
only rubble remains, your claim to fame & name
you tagged on your door goes up in the flames
that you figured came with the collapse, naw son
no gas leak & spark, the owners went with arson
to prevent any evidence remaining on what's owed you
because all that money made & spent, they never showed you
how much they net off your recoup and sales
coulda asked those before you, but that foundation failed
without proper care & upkeep, and now you see them at your feet
they just built on top their bodies and silence was their deceit
as none of them were dead when the owners started up
but checking for survivors would cost another buck
so they're left lying where the owners set them up to fall
and you're at the same spot when new builders come to call
and you start screaming as concrete is poured on top
first for yourself, but after a second you stop
and scream for all those that'll follow you down
see your writing on the weak walls, but maybe if the sound
hits the owners' ears, they'll get the base solid again
support these artists and the proper housing then
gets more in the door, and everyone's earning
and then you build as a community as we're turning
the same broken model home over to new architects
and the varying styles will in turn reflect
in increased income, interest, brighter outlook
instead of the black roses that people took
and threw at the charred remains before each rebuilding
loving rememberence of what was & what's consealed in
the hardened hearts who lost hope after endless loss
and the newly buried you is calculating that cost
realizing you were doomed before decorating dotted lines
because those you signed the lease with counted on you dying