Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Inert Explosions , by - dan le sacSong from the album The Logic of Chance, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 13.03.2010
Record label: Sunday Best
Song language: English
Inert Explosions |
| Verse One: |
| When I spit, intensity intensifies |
| My thoughts contort inside |
| The thought behind my eyes are bought in simple rhymes |
| The rest are galvanised, ingested and applied |
| The waste then ostracised, potential realised |
| Not a potential to speak as speaking works |
| But a potential of those very words then by the listener heard |
| These words, that in my head, once meant nothing at all |
| Now flow with the full force of a waterfall |
| And that’s enough force to break the death star |
| Then I gotta pause, and take a breath |
| That’s better now, let’s put some words together |
| Put that letter with this letter till we get a better set of words |
| A sentence, or maybe even a verse |
| That we can write and rehearse, and then recite till it hurts |
| Pack it tight till it bursts, if it feels right then it works |
| A need to try this in verse, leaving the riot inert |
| (Frozen) Frozen in a different time |
| (Chosen) Chosen as a vessel for this stringent rhyme |
| (Supposing) Supposing we all have these things inside |
| (Explosion) An explosion’s all you need to make this rhyme benign |
| As I lay rhymes on this beat my |
| Pen-shaped sword cuts deep this sheet and |
| If it cuts too deep to take I |
| Pray the Lord my pen won’t break. |
| x2 |
| Verse Two: |
| This internal spontaneous combustion engine |
| This evil grandiose, eruption pending |
| Inside all of us, comatose and hibernating |
| Until you overthrow the demon at the gate that’s waiting |
| And when you do, it all just flows through |
| The roads have no queues, no one can slow you |
| It’s bright, there’s no hue, the sights are in view |
| It’s tight and it’s true, each line feels so new |
| You sit down and write, write, write right now |
| On your laptop type, type, type now |
| Everything feels right, right, right now |
| And you won’t stop and you don’t stop x2 |
| Spoken Word: |
| How’re you gonna get lost inside a place that you know better than |
| Any other person in the world, it ain’t clever man? |
| And what was it that made you get stuck in this riddle? |
| Before you answer, sip the question a little |
| As I lay rhymes on this beat my |
| Pen-shaped sword cuts deep this sheet and |
| If it cuts too deep to take I |
| Pray the Lord my pen won’t break. |
| x4 |