Sole and the Skyrider Band - Progress Trap (feat. Sage Francis) | Текст песни

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• Sole and the Skyrider Band
• Progress Trap (feat. Sage Francis)

Sage:
Permanent permanent permanent permanent marker.
Crossing out the eyes of your personal monsters.
Placing my rhymes in the words of your mantra.
Take it to the bridge while you’re burnin’ it, potna’.
Free for all free fall.
It’s impossible to read all the writing on the wall.
So I call the names of all those before me
as I summon the son of a gun runner that ignored me.
Like, “Motherfucker, I’m on shore leave…
Complete that sale. I’m a strong breeze.”
Only god can judge so I fall to my knees
and beg, cuz I can’t afford the court fees.
“Oh, that’s why you called me? You portly,
close to 40 year old virgin Mary, mother and Joseph story doubting heathen, dragon breathing, coffeestained teeth beastly, me-so-horny, captain-save-a-Tawny-Kitaen sorta’ shorty.”
Maury, he is NOT the holy father,
and I want you to run this paternity test for me!
“For free? It’s not gonna happen (not likely.)”
Rotted psyche. Rowdy Roddy Piper type,
pipe bombing the suburbs in search of Upski.
Sitting on a perch that’s dirty and dusty.
Mechanical birds are learning to trust me.
Adjust the suit. Tighten the tie.
Entrust the troops with white little lies.
Lace up the boots. It’s just a matter of time.
Prepare to reboot because the war is online.
Gotta fight the fight that fights the good fight, like it or not.
Gotta use what we got…to get what we want.

Sole:
No old manifestos
No more Denver airport apocalypse frescos
No crows flying off with machetes
No exile in a black snuggy
We do what we must
We do what we can
Cuz the tempest in the teakettle overflow and runneth empty
The weak got tears to shed
I got years to set the record straight
Respect the dead
And let bad ideas die
Honor the living
Cuz we still stuck in capital's capitol
Guarded by mummies
While my kids still fooled by future Obamas
Intervention gives way to representation
Just pour the concrete on while I’m sleeping
Ma… The railroad is coming to town
We’ll have the finest opium
The freshest linens
The easiest quizzes
While those who came before gave up on answers
Already poisoned
With the blood of dodo birds
Two ton sloths and ancient penguins
Homey, I’m just trying to not
Be eating by moths and get my props
And the let the cowards talk shit all they want we got this throwing pearls to swine through rap on lock
Sage always had my back because he could
We give what we can, while others sleep because we should
Kick holes in the god damned empire, spinning on wheels is higher learning lending is profit we live in reverse, born as old men grasping the innocence of youth
All I ever wanted was a million dollars and round trip ticket to heaven
Then I found it was full of cockroaches, Nazis, and the hijackers from 9-11
Bury me a G, cremated with books and thrown into the sea
If not a war criminal for being on the wrong side of history….

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