Axis Tilt Lyrics

[Chorus: Joelistics] The city is on acid The city is on... fiyaah! The city is on acid... fiyaah! [Joelistics] Paint a picture with language and memory Beaten into shape with the rhythm and melody My performance more like therapy Translate poetry to punishable heresy And so you know it, cliche's the enemy Freestyle skill level more like telepathy Word play grey matter designed for damaging Down for chaos, getting up to anarchy And I'm managing, heart beat galloping And I'm actually gravity's mannequin And I'm back again, there in the front Tryna make sense but sense don't come It don't matter, tonight I'm brave My behaviour strange and depraved I stay awake for days on end With an MPC and a mic and a pen I got a problem with space, there's lots of it In the city, I can't get enough of it I like the touch of it, infinite rush of it In life, we stand on the cusp of it In death, we dress in the best of it That's the promise that we keep when we borrow from it It takes a body and a heart to stay solid You got a heart, tell me what you get from it [Chorus] [Seed MC] City got reception, cross interference Speed through tunnels, rap feel got the clearance Slack on the beat like smack on the dealers Watch the beat drop, street got heat Not one of them on me, fear not, I'm fearless You can fake fantasy but can't fake the realness Cause the dumpsters got the landfill in it And the waste of the city, some stealing it And these words are a back alley deal and it Ain't that hard for you to tell who's feeling it Cause mama got a gun and she's holding it Hip Hop interrogator still not solving it Dropout demonstrator, finger on the pulse Can't ever take the heart or the soul from it Drunk, sober, the night ticks over As the rays of the sun draw closer Shed light on the ugliness running this In a cipher outside the pub and shit Magic, ignite like matchstick Still pumping out smoke with the factories Plug into the feed, now fantasy No game, now to play all reality No switch for you to go and rerecord it Move foreword, the future calls And all four walls are like Mediatronic Snow crash the brain, no trees for the forest The streets in chaos, are the demons upon us? Or are we the beings who be bringing on the ruckus? [Joelistics] Language is a virus that breeds in the silence Feeds on the minds of people who devised it Books and the poems and the slang that designed it Reality defined by the words we assign it We gave a name to the apple and the diamond Dive in the depth in the realm of Poseidon Speak with a breath that ring like the horizon Meaning has a melody that rings like a siren Sings like a siren, spins like a DJ Playing for the players in the Arkham Asylum Now hit the replay and analyse timing And look what I made harnessing lightning To battle the right-wing and travel the day See what the night bring, get out of the wayTzu - Axis Tilt - http://motolyrics.com/tzu/axis-tilt-lyrics.html