Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Post Mortem , by - El-P. Song from the album I Phantom, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 26.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Post Mortem |
| This is the last chapter, bombs hit who? |
| Crushed what? |
| Over there? |
| Oh, my God, oh, dear |
| I was, hmm, I think I was, huh, going somewhere |
| About to pay my fare, bright glare, not quite clear |
| Stare blind into the light of possibilities |
| Think I heard the screams of those in my proximity |
| Or had I started thinking wishfully? |
| Guided by fear |
| I’m semi-aware, please, is anybody out there? |
| It was a gentle fission kiss on my block |
| And hot light like a baby breathing sigh in her terrain |
| And now my name is merely last second of brain exist |
| Before the final flash |
| Where emotion and pretty details of the life I had passed |
| Now my warm night in Brooklyn is ash |
| Falling from the snot of loosies that I choked on |
| Around the corner from class |
| Before the moments when the moon can move fast |
| Another summer slowly growing with the friendships |
| That would end with a blast |
| Or how the hours could so blissfully lag |
| She slid her tongue between my lips and I gasped |
| Told my dawgs and they laughed |
| Now we’re combining our cash at last |
| A pack of smokes and a flask |
| I hope there’s liquor with a gas by the mask |
| Convert to atheism, denounce god, pronounce religion dead |
| Faith in nothing, trace my wrists with razors |
| I refuse to wait for the blaze to erase my spirit |
| Death, faced with it, run to it, not from it |
| Swallow all the pills in the medicine cabinet |
| Chase it with a bottle of one-fifty-one, hug mommy |
| Head outside to smash windows and trash my hotel lobby |
| Rape a cripple if the time allows |
| I find a kid to hem up, I wish I’d done more sinnin' |
| Get a strap-on, run up in some women |
| Lay in the middle of a highway, wait for pain to hit me |
| Steal all I can with people lootin', screamin', «Come and get me» |
| Find the nearest pawn shop, biggest gun, crowded street |
| Blow my brains to hell and gone and let the devil come for me |
| What’s the chances I’d be one of the last ones left alive to see this? |
| The Earthcrusher came before I could even conceive a fetus |
| But I did go from nothing to misunderstood elitist |
| Who tried to tell his people to rise instead of actin' like defeatists |
| But what good is that? |
| 'Cause now we all goin' to hell |
| Like some kid playin' in his class, out talkin' before the bell |
| I died believing in righteousness, but I could have indulged more |
| 'Cause giving in to temptation don’t seem that raw no more |
| I heard some airline offered flights into space |
| I shoulda took it to see earth before they mashed up the place |
| I thought I’d be alone when they finally came to get me |
| But nobody gotta miss me, 'cause they all comin' with me |
| Our horizon was accessorizing, need bred more need |
| Best believe it’s the equation of greed |
| I need a new car and thus new brakes, another tune-up with lube |
| Whatever’s put together shall be unscrewed |
| In times of famine, we made more food, food made more people |
| It’s all explained within the cycle of evil |
| Would I trade it all? |
| Cruisin' down the highway on a bright summer day |
| Gazing out a plane to see the earth from miles away |
| Watchin' the Patriots win the Super Bowl |
| Grabbing that fumble from Ricky Proehl |
| Or my stereo, providing me with rhythm and soul, I don’t know |
| All I know is I feel guilt for every single thing I’ve ever bought and sold |
| I shoulda been in more demonstrations |
| Planted bombs in corporations |
| Murdered CEO’s and cancelled TV shows |
| Burned billboards and torn posters, I coulda read more |
| Finally, I’ll get to meet this god they left us dead for |
| And it’s ill, it’s power to the form of a bill |
| For which people killed, lied, manipulated free will |
| Conscience will be their crucifix, the chopping block for poppycock |
| And I can feel our spirits drop upon these streets I oddly walk |
| Enough talk, here’s my last chance to cherish a thought |
| My flesh is fully melted and my stomach’s in a knot |
| So to my love, I hated to leave you alone, pardon my zone |
| Passion took me places and my life was a poem |
| Baby, I was on my way home, about to catch a flight |
| Our meeting has dissolved in radiation and light |
| Love you gave me made me shine |
| You’re gorgeous with a powerful mind |
| You lifted my spirits and strengthened my spine |
| I’m at peace with my life, 'cause knowin' you was divine |
| You made me see eternal beauty in a world that was dyin' |
| Now we’re all ground by the grind, out of luck and out of line |
| Out of signs, and now we’re out of time |