We've died a million times
But we are not the walking dead
So fucking far from gone
We jump around and bang our heads
Artist: | Machinae Supremacy |
Album: | Overworld |
Title: | Overworld |
es ist das tier in mir
es weckt die gier nach dir
hab'dich zum fressen gern
kannst du mein verlangen sp
You bust lead? So do I.
Except mine impregnates the page giving birth to thoughts that unify.
You fuck little girls. I make love to women
My words uplift, yours are poisonous like venom
Im an M.C. Youre a rapper
Im as real as they come,
while half the guys you idolize are just actors
You run from commitment I remain loyal
You call women bitches. I call them queens because they're royal.
You make rap songs I make soul music!
When god speaks through rhythm will you go to it?
I save my cash yours you blow through it
I say your childs special you say hes so stupid
Im pouring my heart out in everything written
You're scared you'll look soft heart remains hidden
On touchy subjects nerves I stay hittin'
I aint better than you I just think different
Is the glass half full or half empty?
It's based on your perspective quite simply
We're the same and we're not know what I'm saying listen
I aint better than you I just think different
Is the glass half full or half empty?
It's based on your perspective quite simply
We're the same and we're not know what I'm saying listen
I aint better than you I just think different
My fam run things, while you run your jewelry
My people pop lock you tough guys pop toolies
You rock gems I drop gems you Xerox copying
While I originate material to stimulate
Positive thought patterns when the chosen start gathering
We bar none, yo I got jokes you are one
Im out doing it while you talk about it
Im constantly in the mix, while you walk around it
You try, i do Im wise youre clueless.
I get the job done you fail and make excuses
Im a gentlemen youre behaviors abusive
Im patient... youre jumping the gun false start!
You're caught up in dress codes I'll shop at Walmart
Sucker Im all heart youre half hearted!
You suckas are vandals we graf artist!
Thought you had the last laugh but we laugh hardest.
Is the glass half full or half empty?
It's based on your perspective quite simply
We're the same and we're not know what I'm saying listen
I aint better than you I just think different
Is the glass half full or half empty?
It's based on your perspective quite simply
We're the same and we're not know what I'm saying listen
I aint better than you I just think different
You fall in love with body parts I connect mentally
With my female counterpart before we bond physically
Cats I chill with rap about revolution
While you rap about drug abuse and distribution
You wanna be like Mike well I wanna be me.
My queen's hard to obtain while yours is easy
We both from Maryland but be reppin DC
We all front sometimes that's how MCs be
My word is bond and yours is worthless
You're mainstream I'm beneath the surface
I stay working hard while you're hardly workin'
All you want is 'money and you're dick sucked' are you certain?
I want a better world for our seeds to live in.
I put faith in myself not the system
Yo we trying to travel so why you making pit stops?
You cats is rap and I'm HipHop!
Is the glass half full or half empty?
It's based on your perspective quite simply
We're the same and we're not know what I'm saying listen
I aint better than you I just think different
Is the glass half full or half empty?
It's based on your perspective quite simply
We're the same and we're not know what I'm saying listen
I aint better than you I just think different
Artist: | Nujabes |
Album: | Metaphorical Music |
Title: | Think Different (Feat. Substantial from Five Deez) |
Mother never told me to
Respect those that you do not like
Why should I be forced to hurt?
And take the fucking blame
The world of beauty and of order is disappearing before me
I
don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu kanji naiwa
don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu itaku naiwa
chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti
u-gi-gi u-gi-gi u-gi-gi u-gi-gi u-gi-gi u-gi-gi u-gi-gi u-gi-gi
Shanghai Shanghai Shanghai Shanghai Hourai Hourai Hourai Hourai
France Hollands Tibet Kyoto London Russia Orleans!
Kirai, kirai lovin' (an a an an a an an)
Dare ga, dare ga can't be alive without you
Doushite, naze ka shira (an a an an)
Why why why why don't I miss you a lot forever?
My chains are paper thin, and they're welded with ink
Sealed inside a legal trap, so tight blood don't leak
A contract with the devil for a life of disdain
See me in the limelight, an indentured slave
I blame myself
God, help me pour this gas on me
I need to drown in flames to be free
Help me pour this gas on me
Help me pour this gas on me
God help me pour this gas on me [x4]
Choke another product for the mass to consume
The flocks of mindless sheep that have been corporately groomed
Ignorance through apathy like drones in the hive
A slave on the prayer wheel in conformed disguise
I blame myself
Choke another
don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu kanji naiwa
don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu don-tsu itaku naiwa
chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti chi-ki-ti
u-gi-gi u-gi-gi u-gi-gi u-gi-gi u-gi-gi u-gi-gi u-gi-gi u-gi-gi
Shanghai Shanghai Shanghai Shanghai Hourai Hourai Hourai Hourai
France Hollands Tibet Kyoto London Russia Orleans!
Kirai, kirai lovin' (an a an an a an an)
Dare ga, dare ga can't be alive without you
Doushite, naze ka shira (an a an an)
Why why why why don't I miss you a lot forever?
My chains are paper thin, and they're welded with ink
Sealed inside a legal trap, so tight blood don't leak
A contract with the devil for a life of disdain
See me in the limelight, an indentured slave
I blame myself
God, help me pour this gas on me
I need to drown in flames to be free
Help me pour this gas on me
Help me pour this gas on me
God help me pour this gas on me [x4]
Choke another product for the mass to consume
The flocks of mindless sheep that have been corporately groomed
Ignorance through apathy like drones in the hive
A slave on the prayer wheel in conformed disguise
I'm nothing more
Nothing less
Than a single piece of flesh
Nothing more
Nothing less
Than a worthless piece of flesh!
No, I have not forgot
What you said to me
This is reality, cast me away!
I've lost my mind
Lost my faith
The machine made me the slave
Lost my mind
Lost my faith the
machine made me the slave!
Worthless
Still really digging Fear Factory. Song up top is Byte Block.
CAN A NIGGA GET A TABLE DANCE SHAKE IT UP, SHAKE IT UP, WOO!
And pride is just another way
Of trying to live with my mistakes
Denial is a better way
Of getting through another day
And silence is another way
Of saying what I wanna say
And lying is another way
Of hoping it will go away
And you we're always my mistake...
When I'm down I drive the hearse
Well it's Ninth and Hennepin
All the doughnuts have names that sound like prostitutes
And the moon's teeth marks are on the sky
Like a tarp thrown all over this
And the broken umbrellas like dead birds
And the steam comes out of the grill
Like the whole goddamn town's ready to blow...
And the bricks are all scarred with jailhouse tattoos
And everyone is behaving like dogs
And the horses are coming down Violin Road
And Dutch is dead on his feet
And all the rooms they smell like diesel
And you take on the dreams of the ones who have slept here
And I'm lost in the window, and I hide in the stairway
And I hang in the curtain, and I sleep in your hat...
And no one brings anything small into a bar around here
They all started out with bad directions
And the girl behind the counter has a tattooed tear
One for every year he's away, she said
Such a crumbling beauty, ah
There's nothing wrong with her that a hundred dollars won't fix
She has that razor sadness that only gets worse
With the clang and the thunder of the Southern Pacific going by
And the clock ticks out like a dripping faucet
til you're full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin
And you spill out over the side to anyone who will listen...
And I've seen it all, I've seen it all
Through the yellow windows of the evening train...