Bruce Bayne - Borders lyrics

ACUMENTAL: I'm a theoretician...if I speak will you listen? Will you open your ears? over the years I've been noticing nobody hears us So I'm promoting awareness, d**h awaits, let me set the stage I'll attend your banquet then wreck the place Defecate on your deviled eggs! When I go to church, I pretend to pray then i peculate the collection plate Our collective aim is to educate with a record breaking retention rate So elevate! ELEVATE, i can pen a phrase you can't replicate Investigate the alleged legislator then bail on election day I'm a renegade, above the average. ten grenades in my duffel bag These undergrads eat a couple tabs and greet Uncle Sam with a knuckle sandwich No question you met your match, when i attack in a hannibal lector mask Head band with a hand full of petty cash, amnesiac like forget the past (uh) Nipple deep in a heap of sh**, scribble ink on a sheet and dip Proceed to quit then i recommit, keep it lit, bring static when the needle skips Let the paint on the easel drip, Ac been away on a ego trip Everybody now a days wanna be so hip, Entre's in the house so the beat gon' flip like CHORUS: (X2) You never saw this comin' We never thought to warn ya But now its all or nothin' I'm bout to cause a ruckus, off & runnin', crossin' borders. GO TERMINAL KNOWLEDGE: Not a man, hes a monster, out for Grammys and Oscars A pathetic, non athletic, slob on a fantasy roster...praise Jesus We stay day dreaming instead of seeking change Brain teasers be the main reason he seems deranged, yet Im speaking plain English and I'm pleading for peace But the people ain't give a sh**, they finna dip and they leavin' the seats Not to offer no ovation, nah, there ain't no way The audience often has no patience but its A-OK with me See I'm used to getting snoozed on, no kidding kiddo, the host of a sh** show Broke as a joke, I'm used to clippin' coupons I'm used to whipping hooptys, f** a tint...i got a window missing The hubby wanna love the misses but the b**h don't listen So he can be the temptation, mistress in bed waiting Betray trust, what can i say...we may f** but we don't make love For the sake of lust we willin' to risk it...and by it, i mean all Literally i mean all, now ain't that a bittersweet kick in the balls Oh sh**....i think that I'm lost My fingers are crossed, praying that i make it out In the meantime, sit tight P. squares...Entre's in the house...so the beat gon' flip like .........this CHORUS: (X2) You never saw this comin We never thought to warn ya But now its all or nothin Im bout to cause a ruckus, off & runnin, crossin borders. GO BRUCE BAYNE: I'm done with that lyrical sh**...sike! Souls I k** eternally over Internet hype, hyperbole Leaving out words because it worries me That people won't get this sh** physically or verbally Vast majority smarter than they look I'm racist to idiots Live in an infinite inception insidious Insist you sit the f** down With that black and white sh** like sin city is Simplistic plastic fake a** sh** is hideous hypocrite This land is your land this land is not indigenous Indian in my blood for proof, slave in my blood from roots And I'm affiliates with the trilliest Choices we make are qeustio-nable Presto chango . VOTV and the rest is cable Shout out to Willy's sh** but I'm on my seven billy sh** And I don't like how they feel themselves and act like they ain't feeling this It doesn't vigor-ate n***as hate sh** ain't perfect figure 8, eight figures on dinner plate Don't entertain me with jesters with juggle gestures We need: bad b**hes, Hennessy, and a cup that measures 21 in the 21st century for the lust and pleasure Falling in love is pressure but that's all I want nothing lesser... ACUMENTAL: Yo, not a rapper, I'm a stoner with a hobby Roll me up a smoke and hit the road in a jalopy Code of hammurabi, eye for an eye Tooth for a tooth, nobody is fly as your boy (yup) I'm the whole enchilada, need a hoe like i need an eigth hole in my noggin No hope for the trolls and the hobbits Habitually b**h and burning bridges when I scroll through the comments Yeah I read what you wrote...then forgot it Spew molten lava, screw the bulb in a socket Rode my toboggan through the snow to a cottage in the grove, not a novice..I'm a pro, methodic with the flow I put the dumb in fundamentals, thumper to my temple as I'm puffin on a menthol Chain smoker, ac a lame oaf in need of a makeover My nickname be the sweetie pie smoocher, last name rap game D.C.I. Luther A loser, feed to my rumors and riddles at random Try fathoming that... TERMINAL KNOWLEDGE: Wacker than wack, fact: everybody see me, give me guff Whether on the street or in the club, bring the buddha True to nothin' but the motherf**in' hustle Bring the ruckus like a mutt without a muzzle, get the moolah, f** b**hes is the motto y'all adopted Trippin' like he sippin iowaska with the shamans No you gotta be a spirit not a ghost Stove topic get too hot, they go and drop it to the bottom On a rocket to the moon like, Houston we got a problem We spit acidic as vicious as Sid is from Johnny Rotten We damage the public image Damn if I ain't admit that we may have just done and did it Like, wait just a f**in' minute What it isn't is committed, that's just the way i feel f**in' right we on some rap to pay the bills Aim to k**, evacuating the building Fantasy to be seeing more stacks than a paper mill Either sh** or go and get up off the sh**ter Each breath may just be the last you ever take Cheat d**h baby then we laugh up in its face Fact is you'll never make it off the planet of the shapes