311 - From Chaos lyrics

[Chorus] From chaos comes clarity, I tell ya What you appear to be, you ought to know Glycerin tears don't fool me, I tell ya Delusions plaguing everybody Makin' that hybrid music back in '90, now it's on ya I hear we we're the model for the band you front, we spawned ya Finding it hard to come original, we warned ya We're shakin' the white boys in New York, black girls in California We come through hip-hop, drum-n-ba**, and dance hall rhythms You want our beats and lyrics, you want to get them Watchin' you sink into the depths of opportunism Missing the point, music's about love not pessimism I'm SA, moving supreme and on my team I rock the mic with a sweet lean And you know that, stated as a fact The only DJ MC gettin' down like that Metaphorically we are the chief of police, you're rock n roll And we're positive you stole more than just the radio Now it's 2, 1, and we are back in control The jammies are coming, people succumbing 'cause we got the soul Everyone tends to forget upon reentry Orbiting space quantum saints we're the only Beginning from a planet so naturally Gifted in the heart lies our technology It's only right, right Entering in a space of pure delight, light Next contestant on this jam is, tight Feels spontaneous you'll improvise, vise From chaos comes clarity, I tell ya What you appear to be, you ought to know Glycerin tears don't fool me, I tell ya Delusions plaguing everybody [Chorus] Don't even try it, you don't want to disrespect me If dealing with punks was school, I'd have a Harvard degree You can't make me hate you no matter how punk you act No matter what you do, I don't react I'm a perfect example of not giving a f** About the catty rude people that just s** What do you know all of the sudden, uhh, I usurp you Look it up in the dictionary to find out what I do I go back to the style I came from It's not something you can fake, son You're a con man who's run is done You lead a world wide web of deception Everyone tends to forget upon reentry Orbiting space quantum saints, we're the only Beginning from a planet so naturally Gifted in the heart lies our technology It's only right, right Entering in a space of pure delight, light Next contestant on this jam is, tight Feels spontaneous you'll improvise, vise [Chorus]