!llmind - The Scene lyrics

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!llmind - The Scene lyrics

It's just a room Four walls and a floor Yeah it's a venue To us it's a menu Men who genuinely aren't gentle Play an instrumental It turns to a temple Just you wait Adjust your fate It fluctuates when I waltz in the door I once was ignored But that was just once And I winced a little bit but now there's jaws on the floor When I spit a little sh** I'm like The Riddler on Ritalin No fiddling with middlemen It's four times four Bars Clubs, bars, pubs I fill them up like jars, jugs Chew em Spit em Cigar stubs But the music isn't mine It's ours, us We is the pronoun Cuz the scene that I've seen is obscenely serene how it goes down Hey yo Look around you Look at what surrounds you All the faces And the place is So amazing Good gracious Whatchu all about? (The scene) Whatchu call it now? (The scene) Whatchu all about? (The scene) Whatchu call it now? (The scene) I go to different shows And hear em kickin flows And in an instant go from miserable to ‘this is dope' The way an infant grows from the chin to the toes From the stem to the rose I've seen it all From biblical to minimal Fictional syllables are criminal but typical Still I ain't cynical And when you hand me a flyer Prepare to acquire one back when I unpack Every show I'm at there's 140 characters Tryin to write a book with 140 characters Tweetin on their cell phone 140 characters Put your phone down you are witnessing a ma**acre Yeah you ignore me in person but You show me love on the internet I hear you preachin them sermons, huh? Keep burnin that intellect Hey yo Look around you Look at what surrounds you All the faces And the place is So amazing Good gracious Whatchu all about? (The scene) Whatchu call it now? (The scene) Whatchu all about? (The scene) Whatchu call it now? (The scene) Take heed, y'all This is for the NYC, y'all Jersey, CT I see y'all Down south, west coast and between, y'all All people Get free, y'all Be whatever you wanna be, y'all Eyes closed, lean back, just freefall I know it seems wack as can be, y'all But be all that you can be Whether you're Bambi or Candide A Camry or Lamborghini, yep Play it however you wanna play it My vowels are on the pavement My fouls are always flagrant My bowels are never fragrant I scowl at every agent Who's sayin we'll never make it We're makin it in a basement So blatant never complacent Impatient my generation Is achin for deviation With ancient articulation It's radiant so we're sayin Hey yo Look around you Look at what surrounds you All the faces And the place is So amazing Good gracious Whatchu all about? (The scene) Whatchu call it now? (The scene) Whatchu all about? (The scene) Whatchu call it now? (The scene)

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