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  • Текст песни Saul Williams - Twice the First Time

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    I will not rhyme on tracks
    niggas on a chain gang used to do that (Huh!) way back
    I will not rhyme over tracks
    niggas on a chain gang used to do that (Huh!) way back
    don't drop the beat on me
    don't drop the beat no
    ah
    I am not the son of sha klak klak
    I am before that
    I am before
    I am before before before death is eternity after death is eternity
    there is no death there's only eternity
    and i be riding on the wings of eternity like
    CLA CLA CLA SHA KLACK KLACK
    GET ME THE FUCK OFF THIS TRACK

    as if the heart beat wasn't enough
    they got us using drum machines now
    the hums of the machines
    tryin to make our drums humdrums
    tryin to ???? our magic
    insturments be political prisioners up inside computers
    as if the heart were not enough
    as if the heart were not enough

    and as heart beats bring percussions
    fallen trees bring reprocussions
    citys play upon our souls like broken drums
    redrum the essence of creation from city slums
    but city slums mute our drums and our drums become humdrums
    cuz city slums have never been where our drums are from
    just the place where our daughters and sons become
    offbeat heartbeats
    slaves to city streets
    and hearts get broken and heartbeats stop
    broken heartbeats become breakbeats for niggas to rhyme on top, but..

    i won't rhyme on top no tracks
    niggas on a chain gang used to do that (Huh) way back

    i won't rhyme over tracks
    niggas on a chain gang used to do that (Huh) way back

    don't drop the beat no
    don't drop the beat noooo

    not untill you've listen to Rakim on a rocky mountain top
    have you heard hip hop
    extract the urban element which created it
    and let a open wide country side illustrate it
    riding in a freight train
    in the freezing rain
    listening to Coltrane
    my reality went insane
    and i think i saw Jesus
    he was playing hopscotch with Betty Carter
    who was cursing him out
    in a scat-like gibberish for not saying 'butterfingers'
    and my fingers run through grains of sand
    like seeds of time
    the pains of man
    the frames of mind
    which built these frames
    which is the structure of my urban superstructure
    the trains and planes can corrupt and obstruct your planes of thought
    so you that forget how to walk through the woods
    which ain't good cuz you ain't never walked through the trees
    listenin' to nobody beats the biz and you ain't never heard hip hop

    and you must stop that damn track from going...
    please don't drop the beat
    don't drop the beat nooo
    and...
    I will not rhyme on tracks
    niggas on a chain gang used to that (huh) way back
    (repeat)
    don't drop the beat noooo
    don't drop the beat no
    don't drop the beat no
    don't drop the beat
    heartbeat
    my heartbeat
    goes on
    and on
    and on...
    yeah

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