[Hook 1]
On and on and on down the line
You got ‘em strung on a vine but you’re living a lie
I said on and on and on down the line
You got ‘em strung on a vine but you’re living a lie
Still I’m
[Sims]
Looking for a sign of a pulse
Sit back until the bridges collapse and watch ‘em play fault
They plot it all out
Get the story holding water but forgot about the bottom dropping out
So don’t come running ‘round here when your sky falls
What goes round comes back round
One two three
Every day same waltz
[Mike Mictlan]
One two
And if that soft shoe fits dance til the stage falls
With your lies in the background
Truth in the forefront Two-step to the safe house
Sweat when the storm comes
But we don’t do that step no more
God bless the dead and arrested war
[Hook 2]
You sowed it so it fits you
And you know how low it get’s you
But you sowed it so it fits you
No matter what you do
It comes back to you
[Mike Mictlan]
And you know Bamf is ready
Yeah, that’s a given
The bastard’s in me
City slicker slip through the cracks of your city
I won’t sell my dreams
I keep the livestock fed
Clip the leaves before they turn and burn the field when the crop’s dead Plant feet
Chop heads
To the vocal cord
You are not the tale-teller
This is not folklore
The Shape of Rap to Come resembles an open door
We’re wondering what the rest of the country had closed for
[Sims]
I say that to say this
You can act innocent
Fill your glass to the brim
With your back to the wind
But sooner or later its going to catch up
It all adds up
Breaks the scales
You don’t match up
Parasite-like feeding off the others
Then fighting for your life to keep what you stole
You hold yourself as the self-keystone, huh?
It’s a one-way road
Everybody pays what they owe