[00:52.38]Fell asleep late, neon buzz
[00:53.88]P.T.S. stress, we do drugs
[00:55.35]city air strange, sticky lungs
[00:56.73]Mayor Doomburg gives no funds
[00:58.11]and i'm cryin (cryin')
[01:04.35]call out with a fiendish ring
[01:05.46]broken into smithereens
[01:06.90]every thing's exactly how it seems and it would seem that i am
[01:15.24]cryin
[01:15.39]in a world of super duper whores the kids just want a little more,
[01:18.42]I'll Sleep When You're Dead, El-P, Hangar 18, Smithereens (Stop Cryin'), I'll Sleep When You're Dead, El-P, Hangar 18, Smithereens (Stop Cryin'), little tycos do the bloody mind *** with a veteran's de
[01:25.32]so when i step in the stop frame i became pure BK
[01:29.73]cause i grew up around the Krazy Kings and inhaled second hand spray
[01:38.43]where the walls talk your defiances and alliances were made
[01:41.31]with a fugitive dash after class to harass the gods of fame
[01:50.01]and the goons that I collude with on this rude *************t same way
[01:52.83]and will break a crab down in public just to manipulate they pain
[02:01.08]why should I be sober when God is so clearly dusted out his mind
[02:04.32]with cherubs puffin above him tryna remember why he even tried
[02:07.50]down here its 30% every year to fund the worlds end
[02:10.14]but I'm broke on Atlantic Ave. tryna cop the bootleg instead
[02:13.05]pure savage established hard rock talk circa 93 proof
[02:16.17]walk the high road to infinity with simile truant moves
[02:18.96]when the wandering ration line derail I steal food
[02:21.87]maybe tread where the sidewalk hawks look alive and hide tools
[02:24.39]on a bed that someone else made, tryna wait for the next boot
[02:27.63]and it drops when you took prime-time hellemundo off mute
[02:30.51]old folks say "time to build", but demolition pays more loot
[02:33.57]rip patch from your hazmat suit, slip past with an odd bop (woop)
[02:36.54]El-Producto sorta strange they say he stares at you long range
[02:39.36]perhaps he's lookin at us all with his thousand yard gaze
[02:47.91]and he sees how mc's became contorted with their own lies
[02:50.61]and went from battle rap to gun talk like we ain't notice the change (yeah right)
[02:59.76]it's the city i broke down in, the velour couture town*************p
[03:02.37]where they lost the rock box batteries and forgot how *************t was founded and i'm
[03:10.92]cryin
[03:11.07]and critics all see me twisted, they don't get my whole existence
[03:13.95]an actual b boy brainiac who'll smack you out your mittens
[03:21.93]now i feel that mother****ers owe me dap for contributing actual rap
[03:25.20]thats not a construct for the radio on that plasticine path
[03:28.32]i'll be your homie, bust through the Dolby lonely, all cast aside and homely
[03:31.05]wildly pour chrome heat of vigilante words, insert hurt in a dome-piece
[03:34.35]and the last of all i have is yours now surrendered nice and calmly
[03:37.20]as a tot played on a block of bricks and double dutched with the zombies
[03:39.75]i'll rip your squad with nothing but a ****** ring on and a pair of puerto-rock dunks
[03:42.78]i built the bag that cats will drown in when the water's colored rust
[03:45.81]and the last thought that i had in the back of the little bus
[03:48.39]was of a Oklahoma City flair through kiddy flesh fade to dust
[03:51.48]move with me little soldier bitty, we'll cloak and dagger the city
[03:54.33]we'll hope to stagger magnificence till the pattern of blasphemy's quitting
[03:57.36]and i keep my meaning tucked deep so y'all creepers give me some privacy
[04:00.27]dont ask for something literal from a child of secret society
[04:03.27]there's a position to be filled you stupid mother****ers, keep your eye on m
[04:06.12]but save your precious advice cause all my life everyones lied to me and im cryin
[04:09.39]fell asleep late, neon buzz
[04:10.50]p.t.s. stress, we do drugs
[04:11.97]city air strange, sticky lungs
[04:13.35]mayor doomburg gives no funds
[04:20.37]and im cryin
[04:20.67]call out with a fiendish ring
[04:22.11]broken into smithereens
[04:23.55]every thing's exactly how it seems and it would seem that i am
[04:31.92]cryin