Текст песни
«Chaos»
By Julian Lozano
Copyright 2015
Life is everywhere. My molecular
Make up changed up second birth
Happened when I’m rappin' on this record first
Rest assured I was collectin' nectar for
My nest of words to be fed and served
On the incubator check the temperature
I’m the heat creator won’t suppress the urge
To teach these haters. I’m the professor, sir
To the collective earth I’m gonna throw a sonic bomb
Impressin' nerds like I’m gonna flow at Comic Con
Hungry like a fuckin' soul at Ramadan
I been through the fire like I did a show with Chaka Khan
Soccer mom takin' all you to school
Ionic bond you are drawn to the pull
Opposites attract like Paula Abdul
Blowin' up you spot like Alderaan, fools!
I make a hit. It is strange a bit, but you may admit
I go hard on this
They should quit. When these laymen spit they ain’t sayin' shit
Marshawn Lynch
Ignorance: Don’t enable it. Still a slave and shit
Getting marked on his
Ass and back, cause they redacted tracks. Put em on massive blast
Like a car bomb is
Censorship: end the shit. Center expression is
Better than sedatives. Pressin' consecutive
Records for eminence. Weather this tempest and
Pressures collectin', kid get in a second wind, and GO
Yes, it’s impressive and natural
It is effortless precedence has shown
If you’re out on a limb and the branch broke
And collapsed you’ll get a new asshole ripped
«cancel his damn show quick»
Man, say goodbye that’s frozen
Your account of music cause you sound like you’ve been
Translated by Babel Fish
I’m no Ali, but I’ll light your body up
Think you’re sick? You’re not! Hypochondria!
I’m a powerhouse, mitochondria!
Your hands: keep em' up like insomnia!
Out of chaos there is order
To sanity I am crossing the border
I have stability and it’s bringing me
To Life, To life, to Life
Out of Chaos, Chaos, Chaos, Chaos
Out of Chaos, Chaos, Chaos, Chaos
Out of Chaos, Chaos, Chaos
There is order, there is order, and it brings us to life
Oooooooooooooooooooo
(sarcastic chuckles)
«What is going on? Overload of raw!»
You are making faces like emoticons
Or like a programmer when the code is wrong
There is soap lathered on my boner I’m
Bout to come clean on something obscene
I touch me when I bust these flows at home- better come see
This is Child’s Play like Chucky
Rhymes are everywhere in your collective hair it’s
A sex affair with and esoteric
Special character. He’s the rarest bird: Blue Effin' Parrot
Goin' all rouge fuck your check boxes
Goin' Gonzo, Hunter S. Thompson
No fear and loathing wearing weird clothing
I’ll detox yo, fucker shed toxins!
Like you went Amish you are powerless
When you’re devourin' crap- I resent that
Sittin' at home with your cowardice
While the hours tick past. Like a text back
From your crush it’s like a sudden rush
When you finally get that tiny blip, jack
Getting results from effort, shit yeah!
Wanna six pack? Can’t just sit back
Don’t resist facts. Take a vacation from hatin' your status
You’re aching to make it. You ain’t' been forsaken
Now, take inhalations on patience, it’s latent
Don’t fake the sensation
Making a haven. Adjacent assailants can’t break in;
Invade it. The greatest surveillance
Is intuition, (but) your brain’s as a raisin
Hints you missing like a plane that’s Malaysian
Chaotic as shit, an anomalous kid
With a noggin this big and a Kabbalistic
Topping within who is on a mission
To knock and unhinge the façade and the fringe
Where they say he belongs. Maybe they’re wrong
I have an ace in the palm an adjacent king I’ma
Be raising please call
And I ain’t bluffin' it’s a straight flush and
Chips: I’m taking these all!