Dislocated - Intellectual

[Intro: E L U C I D]

Location, location, location, location, I won't be located

Someone else's dream out of reach

Fire keeper, for this life at least

Why are we? Why are we?

Guide my feet, I'm entirely

Someone else's dream, someone else's dream

Out of reach

Fire keeper, for this life at least

Why are we? Why arе we?

Guide my feet, I'm entirеly

Someone else's dream, someone else's dream

The wealth received

My belts recede and expand

Say what I said, it doesn't need a response

Taking space when I want

To the east by land

Scene cut, weave with my hands

As light advances, expose beams

Good bones still gambling, the night's young, pour deep

Texting three black hearts on a landing strip

Fear of abandonment

Not my bag, don't need to handle it

Feeling like a man and shit

Whatever that smells like in faults and damages

Leading with my hammer, bloody gauzy bandages

Lined in canvases

Texture coarse, quicker sand to sift

I grew hoarse, standing in

Give my Black ass the kiss, a standard win

The level's been leveled

The level's—

In the forest face painted

Fingertips black with charcoal, I waited and waited

Anything I gave, I weighed it

Same as I got, anything I caught, I killed it, I ate it

I can't be located, I can't be located

Face pixelated, face pressed to the pavement

Knee on my spine, the crowd undulated

Phones raised, in there, I'm faceless

She's under me, eyes searching my face, baby girl, just face it

I'd rather carry it myself, I already paid the freightage

I played facing the bassist, Miles Davis

I slept in the basement, false pride jotted on the paper, I can't be located

Shadows flit 'tween leaves, blotches of green, monsters cling to trees, I'm under the painting

You can't come in here with me, you can't come in here, you'll see, you can't come in here with me, I can't be located