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• Artiste: Philadelphia Slick
• Titre: Hear Me
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Resist the grind I shift the Mon to Stereo Just trying to lift your mind But you don't hear me, though With a breath of fresh air like Terry Gross Here we go, yo, here we go like Scenario I am your merry host This is not karaoke This is the ism that's missing from systems here at home See, it's fear and loathing We dangling like the cigarette holders Young 'uns think they run it 'cause no role figures are older This is listen to my feelings rap This is the national anthem for the kneeling class This is for everyone struggling Who don't make dough But bio-political production By that I mean immaterial labor The ones who made the tomb not the burial raiders Not the popo but the serial caper The protesters not the ones who bury Al-Qaeda The answers not LaRouche, Kerry, or Nader It's bigger than one figure necessary to save us Let's change this hilarious wages Yet the only protest parade remains the Aryan nation's Paradigm contamination various agents Orange level defense Age Aquarius lasers Face leather like catcher's mitt Sleeping on the past time It don't got innings or a back but it packs nine Yeah, we looking for the canvas My man, there's just looking for some answers My girl, there's looking for some fair chances All these people be like But you don't hear me though Phil Slick gets its tunes on the atlas He's trying not to get glued to the blacklist She's thinking what the fuck I do with this madness All these people be like But you don't hear me, though They been sleeping on us Like to keep it on hush Two thousand election Europeans saw bust Before we could even adjust Score four more 'cause our media's fucked Informing tedious stunts Take back the airwaves Take back's what I'm saying yo Take back your CD, tape, dash and the radio Take back those fake jacks and the shady hosts Soon they take back your nasals and bi-labials So we gonna speak without phonetics So we getting deep without the sentence Not communicating's the equivalent of not hearing in the first place Ain't no differences This goes out to all unknown businesses No rush, slow down, it's so big in this Gold rush gold crown they go digging its Ridiculous I take that old sound and just get with it Keep your camp lo This is it like Elizabeth Once you become a dissident there's no switching it This is the synthesis of this and this and this and if you get the picture it's magnificent I beg you pardon I've never been to Marcy Never been in tinted cars with bars or in an RV Never been a cop, in a gang or in an army Still I spit it religious like that gibberish at a party Yeah, we looking for the canvas My man, there's just looking for some answers My girl, there's looking for some fair chances All these people be like But you don't hear me though Phil Slick gets its tunes on the atlas He's trying not to get glued to the blacklist She's thinking what the fuck I do with this madness All these people be like But you don't hear me, though Get your ears like AI in the playoff run You don't strive for the three but the layup son It's what I say to you Say to y'all Say to drums Say to some people on the mic what I wont say to none I wanna save this music so I can save your son Save your daughter Say the author Taking thoughts to Make 'em run I hate to pay for water Get caught up in paper puns And money metaphors I met em all And straight disabled 'em Yo, yo Robots is straight hearing this Face serious Put in work like great pyramids Word to the cat people when they bury this I wanna be with y'all in a hall where the Ares live Celebrate death like a birth date I guess that's why they eat mad cakes in the workplace On the first take Hot like a burnt taste Every single throw in new wrinkles like Mr. Burns' face Y'all can hear me loud and clear Not sounding weird Not clouded by fools jewelry or pounds of gear Never sneaking out the rear Down to meet the crowd sincere And just make a greater smile appear A product of quality east coast riff raff Illmatic rhizome yo and I slip past Kids fast Yeah, y'all can keep the beer steady But remember one thing Y'all gots to keep your ears ready