Cannibal Ox Lyrics
Cannibal Ox Lyrics
"Real Earth Lyrics"
Educated Fool Lyrics
As I roll over in my bed, the same old thoughts run through my head What are you getting up for I look outside, the night still rules, an incarcerated fool And my prison cell is school So I open the door to my new day, bad thoughts should go away But the morning is so grey How am I supposed to understand a word they're going to say? My mind's just not awake To
As I roll over in my bed, the same old thoughts run through my head What are you getting up for I look outside, the night still rules, an incarcerated fool And my prison cell is school So I open the door to my new day, bad thoughts should go away But the morning is so grey How am I supposed to understand a word they're going to say? My mind's just not awake To
[Vast Aire Kramer]
They lied - when they said there was no air/Aire in space
MC shit right here, master of ceremonies
All that other garbage
("one dimensional emcees can't handle that")
Yo, music is my love, press play on stereoid
Life is a breath of fresh air, mahogon-oid
Negroids act like Sigmund Freud
Dreaming of a perfect i-roid, screaming cerebrum steroid
Faking-jack decoys got beef with Ox
You can get caught in my Real Earth chatterbox
That's virtual (virtual), if you drunk a V8
You couldn't be parallel, because hell is vertical
Aha, fooled ya, thought it was beneath you
Got propelled in the sky, now soul is see-through
But it doesn't matter cause there's no molecules
Then genius becomes burden to ri
The Masses Are Asses Lyrics
I still get angry I still get sad And the losers still drive me mad And I wonder If I have anything to say anymore Oh yeah I wonder if i have anything to say Except the masses are asses They're all asses Things still piss me off And things still make me cry Poetry's in motion but not in mind Poetry's in motion but not in my mind Poetic ju
diculeI still get angry I still get sad And the losers still drive me mad And I wonder If I have anything to say anymore Oh yeah I wonder if i have anything to say Except the masses are asses They're all asses Things still piss me off And things still make me cry Poetry's in motion but not in mind Poetry's in motion but not in my mind Poetic ju
Realize much at stake
And excuse me for lack of better words, that's my bond that never breaks
Pierce hearts with stakes, bloodsuckers cast no reflection
In my prism detention, they hate
On Prison's intentions, get diesel, read a book
Find god in a cell block, that's your fate
I'm that voice in the back of LL's head saying
"You gonna let a weed plant do that?" yeah, I like to instigate
This aint a space race so why you rushin'
To be the first to catch a concussion, from El-P's percussion
Watch me throw a sentence in the air, say word up
That's just a phrase for my action, like a bum with a cup
And Rome wasn't built in a day but it fell in one
And you don't got half of a step but you walk like one
I got calluses
Turned In Your Gun Lyrics
Just broke the law Can't fight about it, gripe about it Don't sell me short Can't save our freedom's home Blame all your allies, our nation's worst fool Believe there's a scapegoat, the culprit's not you The foreign code, the information's confidence Could break the world, and see our nation fall Expecting our allies to sponser a fool Decifer our secrets,
on my hand 'cause I held the sun unevenJust broke the law Can't fight about it, gripe about it Don't sell me short Can't save our freedom's home Blame all your allies, our nation's worst fool Believe there's a scapegoat, the culprit's not you The foreign code, the information's confidence Could break the world, and see our nation fall Expecting our allies to sponser a fool Decifer our secrets,
I, got the weight of the world on my chest and still breathin'
Can-Ox is like 007 and man from U.N.C.L.E.
You off the top broke but I rip the turn-buckle
You a halloween thug, I'll expose ya face
And use you as an example that fell from Grace
They lied when they said there was no air/Aire in space
I'll boil an emcee to the teeth with no trace
I'm like Moses with a staff that parts the Red Sea
But it's a new day, so I use the mic to depart emcees
This Earth is as real as a Chinese fortune cookie
In English with lottery numbers; I'm finished
Uh, with lottery numbers, I'm finished
Yo, yo
And one dimensional emcees (can't handle that)
And one dimensional emcees (be biting backs)
And on
Racing In The Street Lyrics
I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a 396 Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot Outside the Seven-Eleven store Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch And he rides with me from town to town We only run for the money got no strings attached We shut 'em up and then we shut 'em down Tonight, toni
dimensional emcees (be getting smacked)I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a 396 Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot Outside the Seven-Eleven store Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch And he rides with me from town to town We only run for the money got no strings attached We shut 'em up and then we shut 'em down Tonight, toni
Now one dimensional emcees (know how to act)
I said one dimensional emcees (can't handle that)
And one dimensional emcees (be biting backs)
And one dimensional emcees (be getting smacked)
Now one dimensional emcees (know how to act)
I said one dimensional emcees (be biting backs)
Wha, what, can't handle that
I said one dimensional emcees (can't handle that)
And one dimensional emcees (be biting backs)
And one dimensional emcees (Def Jux; be getting smacked)
Now one dimensional emcees (know how to act)
It's like that, Real Earth, take me out there
Real turf, take me out there
2001, space odyssey, what, Cold Vein, uh
[scratching "one dimensional" until fade]