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The opening track to Words. I used to live in space, but it was cold, so I moved back here. Its still cold here, but space is a vacuum and you could not hear me rap there.
lyrics
Escape the quakes that shake when my skills awake
State your fate awestruck or an inebriate
Dont hate the date thats late, fate frowning on your face
Celebrate, be elate, guess what im back from
Space, last frontier been there done that
Right, a souvineer, here wear this hat
Cats and dogs strike a claim on my chrome
Show me their chorus "Laika come home!"
Negative zone I own, attracted to me
like opositites and i posit positivity
Nickel metal hydride of internet rap
If this battery is flat i can still attack
Put me back in the socket and when you want to rock it
plug me in blast of again, you cannot stop it!
Shocking, I'm grounded, but proud of this sound
My phonic histrionics have taken me around
Seen under-bellys, taken peeks at the peak
From weak to weekly being the wheat
Laugh at the chaff, but that coulda been me
State my fate aint dominatin obscurity
Orbit the moon, orbit the planet?
I'll orbit all of existence, dammit!
Come close to me? Reality will shatter
I'm a core element, and you? Anti matter
By "you" I don't mean the chicks and dudes
The fans and cohorts that force me through
Because with out them, im without a spark
I'm talking to those who sought to keep me in the dark
Block view to the moon, but now I'm seeing stars
They feel like home but ive gone to far
Wow, and how, your gravity is weak
Return to space? Nah, itchy feet
Keep me travelling, exploring the globe
Mind be unravelling, deploring the odes
To ozone layers, this player is feeling
The need to obliterate any glass ceiling
Dont hate the date thats late, fate frowning on your face
Celebrate, be elate, guess what im back from space
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Words,
released 29 November 2011
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