Dlek Praise Be The Man Lyrics
Praise Be The Man by dälek
I saw a man yesterday
Snub-nosed . 38 to temple test his fate
And lose
I had the same new balance shoes
I wonder what size? (x4)
[Verse 1: MC Dälek]
City gates long abandoned, hit ill chord type hammond b-3
Mind altered state changes scenery
This all seems to be average hip-hop
Watch as noise-floor drops into recesses and crevasses
As whoever attempts to be my nemesis
Guesses wrong as to meaning of this song
Bygone be bygones, why prolong the inevitable conclusion
Career choice was illusion
Mc's need skill transfusion for using
Radio friendly format
Predictable attack
Fragile as hemophiliacs
I extract essence intact
Speak to face of anglo-saxons
With no weapons
I'm that kid you slept on
Bottled my aggression
Concise paragraphs is window sills to life
Niggas feeling nice on corner blocks
As soapbox preachers speak on christ
Religion and ism is just vice
Dull mental gives them sharper knife
Gouging out our eyes
Realize what be lies
And why our babies cry
I saw a man yesterday
Snub-nosed . 38 to temple test his fate
And lose
I had the same new balance shoes
I wonder what size?
[Verse 2: MC Dälek]
Desensitized, dwell on inkwell
Got inebriated off the blood of those i hated
In past lives
Nines reloaded by bloated officers snorting nine lines
Equation sublime
In 4/4 time, key of d
Classical poet, present day mc
Hit your cells like hennesy
Expound boundaries like timothy leary
Mind's journey got you weary
Couldn't digest this spoken theory
Why your eyes teary?
Impaired vision so i speak in infrared verbs
Severed nerves pulsing morse coded pain
Silent syllables form words as rain wash away
Worldwide chinese torture, cries of my culture
Keeps my nocturnal insomnia intact
Assaults alter random attacks
As you react to my act on 1st take
Like roberta flack
Deep within the realms of this knapsack
Lie scripted scrolls and cuneiform clay tablets
Form sumarian prophets
Unlock it
I saw a man yesterday
Snub-nosed . 38 to temple test his fate
And lose
I had the same new balance shoes
I wonder what size?
[Verse 3: MC Dälek]
Galvanized loose ends tied
Form electrical jungle vines
Keeping paths from hindsight
Loose ends galvanized
Wander wondering at twilight
Verbals to ignite
Snub-nosed . 38 to temple test his fate
And lose
I had the same new balance shoes
I wonder what size? (x4)
[Verse 1: MC Dälek]
City gates long abandoned, hit ill chord type hammond b-3
Mind altered state changes scenery
This all seems to be average hip-hop
Watch as noise-floor drops into recesses and crevasses
As whoever attempts to be my nemesis
Guesses wrong as to meaning of this song
Bygone be bygones, why prolong the inevitable conclusion
Career choice was illusion
Mc's need skill transfusion for using
Radio friendly format
Predictable attack
Fragile as hemophiliacs
I extract essence intact
Speak to face of anglo-saxons
With no weapons
I'm that kid you slept on
Bottled my aggression
Concise paragraphs is window sills to life
Niggas feeling nice on corner blocks
As soapbox preachers speak on christ
Religion and ism is just vice
Dull mental gives them sharper knife
Gouging out our eyes
Realize what be lies
And why our babies cry
I saw a man yesterday
Snub-nosed . 38 to temple test his fate
And lose
I had the same new balance shoes
I wonder what size?
[Verse 2: MC Dälek]
Desensitized, dwell on inkwell
Got inebriated off the blood of those i hated
In past lives
Nines reloaded by bloated officers snorting nine lines
Equation sublime
In 4/4 time, key of d
Classical poet, present day mc
Hit your cells like hennesy
Expound boundaries like timothy leary
Mind's journey got you weary
Couldn't digest this spoken theory
Why your eyes teary?
Impaired vision so i speak in infrared verbs
Severed nerves pulsing morse coded pain
Silent syllables form words as rain wash away
Worldwide chinese torture, cries of my culture
Keeps my nocturnal insomnia intact
Assaults alter random attacks
As you react to my act on 1st take
Like roberta flack
Deep within the realms of this knapsack
Lie scripted scrolls and cuneiform clay tablets
Form sumarian prophets
Unlock it
I saw a man yesterday
Snub-nosed . 38 to temple test his fate
And lose
I had the same new balance shoes
I wonder what size?
[Verse 3: MC Dälek]
Galvanized loose ends tied
Form electrical jungle vines
Keeping paths from hindsight
Loose ends galvanized
Wander wondering at twilight
Verbals to ignite