Lyrics:
a free floating form
And You
Just you
You go on - Subsurface
You
Only you
You go on - Subsurface
The surface reflects
The surface detects
no sight
below the skin
Subsurface scattering
Fall, fall, fall
Just fall apart
Fictitious visions, reveries
Synapses crash and fall apart
Break, glory
Jumpcut
ghosts of friends
increase in increments
Subsurface
serves no purpose
and the word is
you deserve this
All bets are off
for captured Atlas Moth
The tears
Searing vengeful genocide planted in this system
This structure flawless and proficient
Beneath the subsurface of this metropolis
Waits
savage that curse queens
I'm somethin' from his worst dreams
First we handlin' first things, I'm subsurface unseen
Grat'll hold planet by purse strings
the definition of a true MC
I'm sub-surface it's hard for why'all to beat me
Check it out
[Zap Mama with The Roots]
....chorus....
Time to see sisters
muscles
Big D we call it Rafiki
And Tariq the definition of a true MC
I'm sub-surface it's hard for y'all to beat me
Check it out
[Zap
never me VERSUS him or vice versa
My lyrics and his melodies only depicts the surface
It’s the wordless silent subsurface of two souls put together
By how
They're blind to it, others got it on the surface
Now it hides within subsurface telling you that you are worthless
Till you fit into their purpose
Fit
to my arms light and free
And we rowed 'round its subsurface ocean
Hundreds of miles below
Far from Jupiter's harsh radiation
With bioluminescence aglow
The cavernous bloodstream
User-body output suggests
The materializing of neural constructs
In subsurface gaps &
The evolved articulation of these constructs
to the sermon, sub-surface
Suckers who swear by the circus
Circle my inner-urgent
Motion for me to hurry
The motor, the moments ticking
As totems would slow my
Planetary orbit established
Mission install protocol begin
Inject open fractal algorithm structure on planet surface and subsurface
Establish window
Okay to go
Okay to go
Okay to go
Okay to go
Screen-sick, back bent
Sub-surface regret
Twisting, half-listening
In denial of death
Relying on your
under, below, sub-surface, the abyss
Underground bound where bad mics sound pure magic
It's the very definition of the reason I still have some
Fight in me
evidence that these species do exist
I am the world famous cryptozoologist
Spelunking subsurface, scaling the crests
Scouring the innards of fantastic
Won't you guard these futile things?
Bare boned, I lie awake, the storm starts to sing
Subsurface muffled and mundane
Engulfed in bodied fumes,
falling apart
Freeze freedom and swallow dirt
My crutch is burdened by the weight of it
Lay me down subsurface as my conscience slips
And now it's back
space
Looking down on everyone in Daniel Place
I’m happy
Orbiting around andromeda three
Sleeping for the night in subsurface seas
Nothing costs nothing
Cast off Elberon sea rising in front of me
Who believes in what they see
When we were walking then in the dimensions ten
Subsurface friction
the light
A tempting mirror marred by the subsurface blight
I've long resigned myself to the choice I have to make
I cannot resist the Lady of the Lake
And the official leaflet
A harvesting secret
Rising from abyssal depths
A subsurface flow of water
The undertow, an ocean's breath
Ascension to commence
me to the bone
But the faults that have dissolved us are subsurface
Tell me the things you see, when you close your eyes
Can you see the sky (or just
glowing so fluorescent
Sub-surface blue emitting body iridescent
Should I care cause I don't I was born to be a menace
Bitch I'm a mess and I'll always
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