Conduct the ruckus, muckalupicus sucker punched when erupting in a function.
Two lumps or three? No caffeine for me today, I'ma leave the way I came in…
Screaming, but more cohesive and leaning towards a reason of completion, progression and consciousness. Never pleasing the heathens or chasing material opulence. Romp with the common sense and presence of all indigenous tribes combined, I'm alive while manipulating Space and Time.
Sometimes I feel like I might know too much and
Sometimes I feel like you don't know enough and
Sometimes I feel like my brain's gonna bust and
Sometimes I feel like life's just too rough
Sometimes I feel like my best's not enough and
Sometimes I feel like I could give a fuck
Sometimes I feel like I'm always stuck and
Sometimes I feel like I'm on self destruct.
Fast paced dead end destination,
collegiate cast away disgraced
wasted cash erased motivation.
Tasted the secret stash of unabashed passion
and immediately cashed in on what amounts to minuscule rations of
food for thoughtful outside the box smashing.
Fire inside, coal to ashes.
Awful power everlasting as long as language is practiced
and after the Earth has incinerated the last casket.
(That's it?) (Yeah That's it.)
Sometimes I feel like I might know too much and
Sometimes I feel like you don't know enough and
Sometimes I feel like my brain's gonna bust and
Sometimes I feel like life's just too rough
Sometimes I feel like my best's not enough and
Sometimes I feel like I could give a fuck
Sometimes I feel like I'm always stuck and
Sometimes I feel like I'm on self destruct.
credits
from Language Of The Heart,
released March 26, 2013
Lyrics- Alex Argot // Music- Rich Courage
São Paulo rapper pairs airtight, ultra-rhythmic bars with well-rounded beats influenced by techno, jazz, trap, drum & bass, and samba. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 6, 2023