Tuned Mass Damper - El-P.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : El-P
[00:00.354] 作曲 : El-P
[00:00.708][Verse 1]
[00:23.196]I took this photograph soaking wet
[00:25.217]After an 8-ball cataract broke a jazz bass fret
[00:28.705]The same touch to the chest of a young musician
[00:31.465]He wrote his own eulogy with bloody hands
[00:34.445]****** arms, Novocaine memories
[00:36.704]Lost since dropped into room from pink mammaries
[00:40.218]Off of the dome, shit I'm off of the phone
[00:42.952]Off of the couch, off track
[00:45.167]Out at OTB with a stub and a heart murmur
[00:47.684]A flask in a fanny pack
[00:49.433]A bastard on any track
[00:51.686](C'mon) Daddy needs a new Megatron
[00:53.167]Cause the die cast was metal and blasted his left arm
[00:56.425]You should've viewed how it affected John
[00:58.923]Cause he erected bubble truths that burst loose from a glass bear hug
[01:02.434]Cannonballing from mattresses for kitty litter fragments
[01:04.925]Gleaming white under the black light
[01:07.169]Well that's a random journal entry from scissor-hand nostalgia
[01:10.422]Powers down to transfers
[01:12.179]To some elected methodology of bare-knuckle compassion
[01:15.167]A train wreck waiting to happen
[01:17.178]Spelled out with refrigerator magnets
[01:19.186]G-R-O-W-N-A-S-S-M-A-N, ducking his own death threats
[01:23.923]And stay fresh (What?)
[01:26.419]Microscopic Sally Struthers with a lobster bib
[01:28.426]Munching on white platelets
[01:30.434]Epiphanies leap out and surprise
[01:34.419]Off of a batch of dead friends, the hardest way to get zen
[01:36.430]You xxxxxxxxxxxxxx don't have grit
[01:38.166]You're all teenage poetry, martyrs without causes
[01:41.674]Alarmists and opinions get (taxed)
[01:44.170]Mother****er, did I sound abstract?
[01:46.951]I hope it sounded more confusing than that
[01:51.131]Cause my clarity was found under the arm
[01:51.630]Of an economy sized mouse trap
[01:52.630]I dedicate this to Matt Doo (thank you)
[01:54.880]My name is El-P, I produce and I rap too
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[02:03.130][Sample: Kool G Rap & DJ Polo - Ill Street Blues]
[02:28.376]You're not promised tomorrow [x8]
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[02:48.635][Verse 2]
[02:49.124]Yo, yo
[02:50.622]I'm bottle rocket conflicted, all dirty with flame on wic nit
[02:53.629]Lookin for a hero in stores, looking for heart of gold whores
[02:56.379]I swear the lust monkey sweat soaks in my pores
[02:58.891]And this is one step from a junky liver breaking in doors
[03:01.629]They playing global thermal nucleus games
[03:03.625]Lets rearrange the whole complaint
[03:05.387]Who the **** is down to steal me some paint?
[03:07.391]We could get ancient with this shit
[03:09.388]On some cavernous wall Description, I'm lit
[03:10.626]Trying to draw this figure eight with a twig
[03:12.632]As if the symmetry alone is a prescription to live
[03:15.634]The rusty touch the rubble convert working plummeting MIG
[03:18.385]Cause its a dogfight for the privilege of hope as a fix
[03:21.139]And I'mma rally round the family till the quota conflicts
[03:23.879]My generation is beautiful coma, REM hold the bliss
[03:26.875]And the answer that just eluded you my friend don't exist
[03:29.381]Unless we torch our own entrapments and exact our own scripts
[03:32.627]Tuned mass damper baby, yeah that's the shit