Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Toynbee Suite, artist - Lushlife / CSLSX feat. RJD2, Nightlands, Yikes the Zero
Date of issue: 18.02.2016
Song language: English
Toynbee Suite |
I started walking with the birds |
Wishing we’d never die |
Never be lost and gone |
If we levitate |
Or we reach the sky |
All a lie |
All my life |
I always wondered why |
If the promises of the gods |
Is just flaws of the human mind |
Human lives depreciated |
Molecules is vibrating |
‘Til they alleviated |
The face of everything |
Everywhere is forever changing |
So why, bottom-line |
Technology won’t be the spaceship |
That’s on some outer-space shit |
Right now |
If heaven don’t exist |
Then it don’t mean it won’t |
It’s just the next ledge of evolution |
That we could hope |
They build the data |
Build a ladder |
Then we rise up |
Sing it, black |
Spin it back |
A puzzle ‘til they wise up |
But they won’t listen |
I’m spitting |
Rapping tradition |
The vision of every human in history |
Wizen, living |
It’s gold dust |
But, Larry King |
Hellion gold rush |
That’s when I begged and I tried |
And they had me |
Choked up |
Murder every journalist |
They won’t hear a word of it |
Tell ‘em what I could see |
In the asphalt |
They heard of it |
Why David Mamet |
Don’t lie |
You deserving it |
Spitting truth in the |
Cracks of the asphalt |
They heard of it |
Movement 2 — In Movie ‘2001 |
Dave, Stop, Stop, Dave, Stop, Dave, Stop, Get up |
Set trips in visual clips |
Several fits to launch scripts |
This monolith in blur |
Tap matter format shattered |
The attic swells all parallel data lost |
This black orbit is flushed |
Dust settle on plan Z your planet is stumped |
In a trance to cause puppets to run amuck |
Controlling terror in an era that’s pushed back |
Steps through the mirror while reality cracks |
Shift |
Hate to pretend |
Surrender time and again |
The possibilities insist, it’s never an end |
Dream seems to be shattered from jump |
Your looking at me |
I’m looking at you |
Do we need to agree? |
Memory banks flooded gut human condition |
All premonition is lost here but nobody listens |
If you watch |
Then the words just come alive |
And the dream |
Feel real in a lullaby |
Why I’m spending my life |
Telling them otherwise |
If she dies |
Then I’m live on the other side |
So I drive all night |
Just to tell ‘em |
Maybe if they see it |
Then the world won’t dead ‘em |
Ghosts in they heads |
And they just won’t listen |
So I’m back on the block |
In the ‘Lac |
With a mission |
I’m a spit a shortwave transmission |
Interrupting the Hellions |
On the television |
Floss when they living |
Lost in the myriad lies of politicians |
Lost in the prism |
All I really want |
Is birds in the junipers |
If the world don’t stop |
From the Lucifers |
I’ll be happy that they |
Live in the universe |
Eternally yours |
Waiting here for Jupiter |
Movement 3 — Resurrect Dead |
Plus, back home |
I never answer the phone |
I’m all alone |
South Philly Hellion Thugs |
Like a Terrordome |
Never known |
Sleep with the birds |
‘Til they send me home |
Knight-Ridder |
Nightmare |
Nighttimes, I’m dead and gone |
With all the lights out |
The birds is chirping |
I’m steady working my life out |
That’s that accordion |
Humming before the night’s out |
‘Cause when they send ‘em |
To get me |
They read my rights out, black |
Then it’s lights out |
Secure the blast door |
Or flee the country |
With money |
And just a passport |
The Grinning Man |
Is just spinning inside the Task Force |
So, I don’t want to be |
Asking him what the mask for |
That’s what the last bol |
This ain’t Bradbury |
This ain’t Roddenberry |
It’s just a matter of fact |
This isn’t monetary |
The monastery is a Hellion Cult |
That’s out to get me |
Out to wet me |
With a million volts, and uh… |
All anyone ever told me is, «Yo, it’s copasetic» |
Santiago, Chile |
To New York City |
Or Back to Philly, I’m |
Working on a scheme |
A dream for the millions |
Phenomenon that I seen |
About the Hellions |
Ideology |
Scream Phoenix |
And they just tell me I’m |
All lost in cinema |
Instead of writing my senators |
I’m inventing a new way |
Of telling them |
How they ended up |
Lost in the newspapers |
Too late for sending up |
I don’t want to be |
Hit by the union goons |
They setting up |
All anyone ever told me is, «Yo, it’s copasetic» |
Movement 4 — On Planet Jupiter |
Back to life again |
Back up on the corner spot |
Either on the block |
Back on the mic again |
Ghost in your soul |
Still just a likening |
Still feel the world in my face |
And it’s still frightening |
Lush Vida supreme |
Where Jupiter was still a dream |
In a gas giant |
Last of the Ibrahims |
Last of the Philistines |
Everybody still alive |
Ghost in the kerosene |
Celebrate the Eloheim |
Whatever you wanted |
I gave it to you readily |
My head is full of ghosts |
Science is ahead of me |
Melody in the atoms |
Vibrating and they telling me |
It’s still possible but I’m tired |
The drive dead in me |
Resurrect the legacy |
And I’m a be there |
My sister gon' be there |
My mother gon' be there |
The birds gonna be there |
The birds gonna be there |
The birds gonna be there |