Lyrics Kubrick - Stig of the Dump, Jehst

Kubrick

I set the scene like the DOP
Every detail deliberately paced, that’s my OCD
Action guaranteed
Direct or indirect, dumb shit
That stimulates the intellect
Standard
Procedures a tantamount to surgery
Layered like baklava, eyes like burgundy
Red like my mindset is Marxist, artist
Brimstone rockin' with the Doctor in his Tardis
Goners with the Michelin finesse
Overheads 'cos listeners are listenin' for less
Hardwork, you gotta put sufficient interest
While they’re banking on you paying insufficient interest
It’s like they only want the ultra-violence in raps
From the second this all started, (?) time has been exact
I clocked how it work and there’s science to the maths
So I get spaced out writin' in compliance with the craft
Daniel Day-Lewis with the bars
There will be blood just for questionin' the methods in my art
Outcast, but feel like I was destined for the part
'cos when I light up a (?) it’s like I stepped in from the dark
Tryna' jot a path without the mainstream
Feeling like a great white shark in a small pond
You’re gonna need a bigger boat
Light the dope, press play and then smoke until it’s all gone Kubrick
Smoke zoot until it’s all gone Kubrick
Puttin' me in a box, gone, glued to the tube
Colours move on the cube
My flow’s Rubicks
When I do what I do
Got your vision askew
I smoke zoot until it’s all gone Kubrick
Yo, it’s funny how the colours of the real world
Only seem really real when you’re reading them on a screen
Since Biggie said «that it was all a dream»
It’s always been a dream to fulfill it with my team
Shit has been different since I quit the nicotine
Lyrics where the images are hidden in between, know what I mean?
I’m where the rainbow ends, bunning green
And Zion with the red pill fully in my stream
Lean, pulling on a zoot, what a brute
Full metal jacket with my nuke proof suit
The root of all evil ain’t the motive
But once the records cut it’s so hard to pull focus
Hitchcock with the vertigo effect
The subject is clear and I’m just fucking with the depth
Perceptions are deceptive like the feelings in my chest
I’m depressed, but tryna change how that manifests
Stressed
It’s all blessed unless you curse it out
Just exercise a little discipline and you can work it out
Don’t just sit there with your eyes wide shut
Press play and burn it down until it’s all gone Kubrick
Smoke zoot until it’s all gone Kubrick
Puttin' me in a box, gone, glued to the tube
Colours move on the cube
My flow’s Rubicks
When I do what I do
Got your vision askew
I smoke zoot until it’s all gone Kubrick