El-P - G's Out The Cage lyrics

Verse 1(EveryDeYoe) Ugh--yo The dro I blow got a glow like a disco ball & This go hard cause my hearts been in it from the start You artificial pace makers Working with modern day slave traders I'll take the scenic route, still get hot as the Equator Eyes red like lasers I'm high as Felix Baumgartner when I go in for a record Goodness gracious, turn the page quick Free no Masons, out the matrix Eighths I face & create Sixteens vivid as Sistine or an image of space Way past the Hubble sight this Czech Republic Moldavite I rock the mic like James Buster Douglas hip hop prototype like- Who you know that bump Parkway Drive Switch it to Tribe or Mac Dre, finish with some Hendrix Live I vibe in divine skies off something that's synthesized Been sitting on gold mines so I'm digging em out my mind Universal language rhyme help us shift the paradigm Keep hypin the dimes & dimes Or put some meaning in your lines I push the pen into the pad & POOF the purest words align I'm proof to live is to die Shoot, the vessels ride is nice but I've been to the other side So now it's hard to decide whether to walk or to fly Observe from Earth or be where stars shine Mushin the move the crew designed Sacred G's what I do or die Across the boards we crucify, an*logies and battle cries I sink into skin like a bot fly Your bone dry, burnt biscuit delivery quickly k**ed my appetite Nobody half as nice precise as Christ in afterlife Hit the woods like Tiger's wife then I can write a terabyte & tear a hole through the terrible, typical grainy visual And bring that 4k, this my forte, warm up like foreplay You underestimate like my name's Bobby Boucher Shout out to Mick J, we're sipping water like we're ripping MJ Just take a second, self reflection of where you're stepping Two sides to the spectrum one will give the right direction Verse 2(Cryogenic)