[sral]

"Ensemble" (2006)

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I’m tossed in jail for the weight I’m holding, I got to bail
Talk to Atlas, we go weigh back, we’re both off the scale
Then I lost his trail, here’s a cop out, I was taught to fail
See me with-out-lines, then you know what chalk entails
People need peep-holes to stop and stare, and God’s aware
He dropped us bare for His own personal comic reel
He made clear D-Day’s near, so killin’ them fakes here
Is more of a staged career than William Shakespeare
Silly you break mirrors, masks just hide true vanity
It’s this blue planet full of animals that define humanity
Sky and sea finally meet, vapor means text is gassed
Sweating laps settles that claim you’re the best at last
Pressure cracks a checkered past, the color is red or black
Thinking too fast to interact, what sort of chess is that?
Living with baby’s Mom, one hit and she’s staying gone
Then paid installments, the battle minimum wages on
Banks is robbed by dashed hopes, that shows I stash those
Letting my cash flow until I’m flat broke like back roads
Long ago seems faded if, songs of old keep taking hints
You ain’t spit… you say shit you want associated with
These bugged ensemble hits keep up on-some-bull sh!t
Got a full clip on an empty stomach, not to fool with
Y’all stool pigeons presumed innocent, who you kiddin’?
Cruisin’ for women in a blue Honda Civic, cool your engines
The shoe ain’t fittin’, you got something to prove then spit it
Though few may listen, music’s given you a superstition
In the tune of symptoms, so those who are truly the sickest
Rule villages shooting more victims than Munich’s Olympics
Then sit in confession booths to seek the truth from reverends
If sleep’s a view of death, then dreams are proof of Heaven
Guess I’m sharing more text until my hearing goes next
I don’t respect attempts to carry-out threats in stereo sets
Scaring most vets, tearing those heads from fans you seek
In sand so deep, I’ll bury amputees in some Cancun beach
Since tans show heat, plan to see if skin cancer bleeds
Cancel treatment, and don’t question this answer please
Beef’s a standard recipe; I know what you expect to see
If it’s a cannibals flesh you eat, don’t Hannibal lecture me
During this hour I’m speakin’, it sounds more like preachin’
Attend church on Sunday yet God left town for the weekend
I’m just proud that I’m breathing, for another absurd reason
But the only secrets worth telling are the ones worth keeping
In words is meaning; but a head of a horse while you sleeping
Says more than priests preaching, metaphorically speaking
Led in the door is intriguing, dead on the floor is deceiving
Since Saw, when Jigsaw gets on all four’s before leaving
And Adam’s screaming, minus Eve in the Garden of Eden
Pardon the treason; it seems they had it harder than we did
Regardless the season, I always put my heart in to pieces
Never charging a fee, it’s made me a target to these kids
Who sink markets routinely, it’s in the cards of Houdini
History broke Da Vinci’s code when the art got too greedy
Since this heart isn’t beating, witness darkness receding
Into the night with a little light, let’s just call it an evening.