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Braintax - Escuchame lyrics
Braintax: It’s like a long walk to China trying tio reach these heads See the world around your body makes you stay brain-dead Standing round in sick traffic just inhaling some lead I’m in a phonebox breathing up a stranger’s breath No change left, I fed my last gold Queen’s head ‘You’re busy now’ is all the message said Let me leave you, let your brain cook Mobile, you’re agile but still hearing cancer rays till you’re off the hook My mind state stays steady taking shelter in a hut On a mountain side ready for the wind and the rut I see a storm blow past with economic avalanche There’s trails of rich, fat nations trying to cling to every branch Me I’m playing mind-chess then monopoly with stress Playing snap by the log fire with thoughts of death Got a year’s supply of Bics, hiding out in deep sticks I’ll emerge in 20 years when there’s no cash left But for now I’m back to basics, spilling out raps Freestyling in the snow while I’m laying squirrel traps It’s survival but really none of us could pull it off Just filling up the silence with my fresh-air cough See I got the theory locked but now I’m losing my mind Cos the poisons in my blood are trying to make it to the outside Outside: money and cars and more waste De-tox, I’m displaced fighting craving for that city taste And like I said, I’m all in it like on Life Thru Life Paranoia strikes creeping out the forest at night I like to sit back, holed-up, sharpen my knife Learning all about myself but I’m missing the hype It’s survival, the helicopter left me with a rifle But it rusted up, now I’m on the snow and berry trifle I sing aloud in my hideout cos no-one can hear me And nature’s looking bigger and it doesn’t fear me or any of my city ways Haven’t said a word for one month, Hear my snow boots crunch through the wasteland This could be a parallel to city-scapes Where tree towers overpower and isolate many souls Nature’s like a friend until they turn cold And icy looks are icebergs on my tent poles The Imax is now live from the Arctic You can call me Braintax now my verbal film’s started Reindeer in target on the hill by the tree-line I move quick, this reminds me of the free-line It’s simple, hunt and gather rules still apply But we never turn to greed and death’s a catalyst to life Can u hear me…? |
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