[Sapient]

Wake waking in the daybreak

It's okay that my brain aches

Another 24 hours of working with no paydays

(Forging me) The sculptor is a tempo

Disorderly in my neck, but sounds clean in the headphones (let's)

Remember my standards are higher than Jerry Garcia

In an airplane, and tolerance is lower than desert water

(These days) I dream when I'm awake

Still feeling a little too caught up, like the last leaf in the rake

But I'll be okay, as long as your best work

Still isn't better than my worst

Don't try to bite cause there's metal in my words

I'm severing the nerves that act like chains

If my name isn't up in your household (that might change)

But you can get the edited thought version

Same words, different person

Cause I'm a commercial deterrent

No I do not like the circus so I don't think I'll be joining thank you very much

This is the works (the works)


[Ethic & Sapient]

I can sense your weaknesses, but you can't sense mine

I bring death to the leeches, and I bring life to the deadlines ahead

That's what I see, every thread

That I bring is capsulated and measured submentally

(x2)


[Ethic]

I've reached the point of arrival and have never looked back

I put trust in myself, and have never looked at

The last result

It's my passion's fault, the fact I haven't slept and the plasic broke

On my pen again, entering the ink-deprived (world of the artist)

I wear rings under my eyes

Is cold at arms, and it's an afforded harm

For the opportunity to let legacies live on

When I touch a mic, I punch a clock, and meta-

-morphasize a life that's not all that

Organized, to what you wish you could be

When you visualize yourself moving this loosely

Over a beat, it's morning complete, bitch

I work alone in a 16-bar sequence

(I turn to stone) While I'm grinding these leaflets

Into dirt, this is the works (the works)


[Ethic & Sapient]

I can sense your weaknesses, but you can't sense mine

I bring death to the leeches, and I bring life to the deadlines ahead

That's what I see, every thread

That I bring is capsulated and measured submentally

(x2)


[DJ cuts]


[Ethic & Sapient]

I can sense your weaknesses, but you can't sense mine

I bring death to the leeches, and I bring life to the deadlines ahead

That's what I see, every thread

That I bring is capsulated and measured submentally

(x2)