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Briskeby lyrics

The Asphalt Beach

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it's me versus America I declare war on behalf of Judy Garland hey let's focus on family values and daddy's new boyfriend he's into bonding he's into bondage I don't believe we can believe anymore so I chase the wind down the avenue to the asphalt beach, it looks so pretty need a cup of coffee at the rendezvous there is no life outside the city (repeat 2 more times) profound medication a drug of choice for every generation I've stopped pretending, it works better with lies but who needs control, who needs a riot I don't believe we can believe anymore so I chase the wind down the avenue to the asphalt beach, it looks so pretty need a cup of coffee at the rendezvous there is no life outside the city (repeat 2 more times) make your confession in a telephone-booth call 1-800-GOD for shame and pity make an appearance with the satellite youth there is no life outside the city (repeat 4 more times) beauty is dead and I feel so pretty there is no life outside the city (repeat 6 more times)

Friday Night Alone

JJ DEMON "Funeral Disco"
Everyone, look into the television now, Hell has risen outta the elements in the ground Fellowship of the sound, Always looking ahead with a final glance back before we put it to bed It's as good as it gets Wouldn't it get any better if you were my editor? Oh you think you're so very clever? Well you're not. Robots roam the perimeter Minister on the soapbox, so very sinister, Isn't it possible to feel better than alive? There's only one way to find out, you better hide Music has never been described as this before, Kiss your forever a goodbye, better be advised, Weather we decide to level everything or not, Everybody dies Bombs away! Bombs away! Bombs away! Yes, I'm pretty, Sure that this won't be pretty And we can dance all night in the fiery glow, When they burn down this whole city So yes, I'm sure, That this is going to mean war, When you're locked in the cellar with your loved ones fella, But someone's at the door So yes, I'm pretty, Sure that this won't be pretty And you can spend your Friday nights alone, When they burn down this whole city Everyone, look into the television now, We need medicine, we need medicine, Put it on the front page and bold the lettering The media's seen enough Leno and Dave Letterman It's plans for the poor being lost and editing Toss the prejudice out of this seventh story, Before we see hell on Earth, The presence of Heaven's glory, They don't give a fuck about us dying, It's a science of making money by taking it from somebody as broke as I am Open up an eye and just look at all the disease, Crooked politicians are putting on a routine They're talking about taxes when the fact is, When half the fucking country is still in the short, Cause if their tax bracket Now we live in the old shell of a hospital, Cause you made health care impossible People are dying in a war? Well back home more people are dying cause they're poor! Yes, I'm pretty, Sure that this won't be pretty And we can dance all night in the fiery glow, When they burn down this whole city So yes, I'm sure, That this is going to mean war, When you're locked in the cellar with your loved ones fella, But someone's at the door So yes, I'm pretty, Sure that this won't be pretty And you can spend your Friday nights alone, When they burn down this whole city Yes, I'm pretty, Sure that this won't be pretty And we can dance all night in the firey glow, When they burn down this whole city So yes, I'm sure, That this is going to mean war, When you're locked in the cellar with your loved ones fella, But someone's at the door So yes, I'm pretty, Sure that this won't be pretty And you can spend your Friday nights alone, When they burn down this whole city Everyone, look into the television now...

Re:definition

BLACK STAR "Mos Def and Talib Kweli are Black Star"
[Talib Kweli] So many emcees focusin on black people extermination We keep it balanced with that knowledge of self, determination It's hot, we be blowin the spots, with conversations C'mon let's smooth it out like Soul Sensation We in the house like Japanese in Japan, or Koreans in Korea Head to Philly and free Mumia with the Kujichagulia TRUE Singin is swingin and writin is fightin, but what they writin got us clashin like titans it's not excitin No question, bein a black man is demandin The fire's in my eyes and the flames need fannin (3X) With that what? (Knowledge Of Self) Determination *repeat 4X* [singer] Things I say and do, may not come quite through My words may not convey just what I'm feelin [Talib Kweli] Yes yes come on, yes yes Knowledge Of Self is like life after death With that you never worry about your last breath Death comes, that's how I'm livin, it's the next days The flesh goes underground, the book of life, flip the page Yo they askin me how old, we livin the same age I feel the rage of a million niggaz locked inside a cage At exactly which point do you start to realize That life without knowledge is, death in disguise? That's why, Knowledge Of Self is like life after death Apply it, to your life, let destiny manifest Different day, same confusion, we're gonna take this hip-hop shit and keep it movin, shed a little light Now y'all bloomin like a flower with the power of the evident Voices and drums original instruments In the flesh presently presentin my representation With that what? (Knowledge Of Self) Determination *repeat 6X* - - - - these two parts overlap - - - - Things I say and do, may not come quite through My words may not convey just what I'm feelin *repeat 2X* [Talib Kweli] The most important time in history is, NOW, the present So count your blessings cause time can't define the essence But you stressin over time and you follow the Roman calendar These people enter Cona like Gattaca, you can bet they tryin to lock you down like Attica, the African diaspora represents strength in numbers, a giant can't slumber forever I know you gotta get that cheddar whatever Aiyyo I heard you twice the first time money, get it together You must be History, you repeatin yourself out of the pages You keepin yourself depleatin your spiritual wealth That quick cash'll get your ass quick fast in houses of detention Inner-city concentration camps where no one pays attention or mentions the ascension of death, til nothing's left The young, gifted and Black are sprung addicted to crack All my people where y'all at cause, y'all ain't here And your hero's using your mind as a canvas to paint fear With, broad brush strokes and tales of incarceration You get out of jail with that Knowledge of Self determination Stand in ovation, cause you put the Hue in Human Cause and effect, effect everything you do and that's why I got love in the face of hate Hands steady so the lines in the mental illustration is straight The thought you had don't even contemplate Infinite like figure eight there's no escape.. From that what? (Knowledge Of Self) Determination *repeat 4X* Things I say and do, may not come quite through My words may not convey just what I'm feelin *repeat 2X* .. Things I say and do, may not come quite through My words may not convey just what I'm feelin *repeat 2X* What I'm feelin, what I'm feelin, ooooh, what I'm feelin...

One Brick

AESOP ROCK "Labor Days"
[Aesop Rock] I start my city with a brick (one brick) Then add another brick (two bricks) Brick by brick, I manufacture homes for fallen angels I ain't no great Samaritan, that's just the way the game goes Respect the polars but acknowlege middle-value rainbows My snout turned up from dream factory eyelids Slingin bottled prosperity for the kamikaze colonels Yeah rocks the match that burned the Nazi journals And plottin verticals amidst blatantlly horizontal Models then swallowed by famished potholes And I'm tired Tied up on these functions Killer cottoncandy clouds and huckleberry justice league Another knuckle-dragger dungeon breed Run, breathe, sit, bellow Wild Aes scream through your style to hear the echo Aight then, flinch for the great granddaddy payback When Little Billy bought a Tugboat Now he thinks he's Captain Ahab Facist takes for the pegleg's birds and eyepatches Learn that lesson, you'll be swashbuckling with the best of them Wonder why you wept over spilled milk And got your crayons wet, the room reaks of a thousand bayonettes I'll fision vision with a lie longer than your most walked meridian Connecting life with that little species of midians We've now officially scraped barrel bottom Aesop Rock an Apple to the core but ya'll ignored him I know a planet made of porcelain And once I get tired of holding this gavel up Ya'll prayer circles met him up born again I ain't too good for tap water Play Taps out of order For a ballad, corpse a dead man walkin You can lead a man to a city but that don't assure civility You can beat a man to death with Aesop Rock bootleg cd's (That's more fun anyway) Some cats Float, some cats don't I speak in Farenheit and burn off colon lyric Diss blatant harassment, spit honor, whistle fearless Don't dismiss the billygoat appearance for that common sheep Chorus*Aesop overlapping Illogic, fading in and out of each other* [Aesop Rock] Platforms have been erected Effigies built Slogans coined, songs have been written Rumors have been circulated Autographs faked The hourglass smashed and didn't leave me an escape Moving boxes have been worn out Mantlepieces dusted Idols idolized, the sands have been shifted Curtains have been closed Sleepers all waked The hourglass smashed and didn't leave me an escape [Illogic] *overlapping Aesop, fading in and out* Now with my trusty paperclip I picked locks of thoughts vault Finding the God in barren The harvest fruitless Only the Tree of Life flourishing Wanting to take a bite but I'm toothless Is that, predestination or is it by design? That I'm trapped in time sand Show radio mission control but for my rhymes Man cuz I can like aluminum And I recycle my consciousness This is just a note For any action or lack thereof as a consequence [Illogic] Wingless angels Stroll a top shapeless cottonballs With halos in your syringe Celestial ground is found broken Exposing a bottomless depth Where heartless spines awake to devour The small piece of your soul that's left You're immersed in sound floating Aimless destination Drop anchor to gain stability Stare out potions, restrain fertility Pedestal talk is a token Soaked in pockets with lives, topics, lack conceptual, ridicule The night breathes but light's choking Darkness occupies the throne Where poems are persecuted The purity at times dilluted Rhymes are executed For genre I'm told when has-beens attempt To cause heat to rise and wonder why they're trapped in cold Life's an oragmi box and I'm hidden within the fold So when the yarn unravels, I won't be caught by surprise And as society's fabric of orthodoxes dismantle I'll see you embracing the pentagram within this crucifix disguise See when the canvas stands before me I'm compelled to spill a vision For the sinners that listen, I got three spikes and a thorned crowns It seems I need a new soul cuz mine is worn down But from the pregance of my hardship was born style Still my pen bleeds and stains the paper with thought Finding me lost among statues and mainstream idols Browning in melted ice to reinforce that breath is vital If your father and his father were fish out of water You must break the cycle How many times must a plant be uprooted for it to die? When it's smothered with lies that abolish the potency of the sky So when the stars burn out and God replaces the bulbs With a million watts And throws the switch, sparks filament Hurting new giants and flocks I stand my own two aura illuminated in red Showcasing the agony held within this welded spirit Sacrificing itself for the health of a masocistic culture Yearning for the truth that we speak but refuse to hear it Chorus

Good Life

SPARKLE "Sparkle"
[Intro] Yo Spark, put up the Bentley I'm rollin' witchu No way, uh , no way, uh huh Gimmie that good life Oh, oh, talk about All of my clothes are tailor-made And yes, I got a house right off the lake You know I be spending every day Don't matter cuz all my bills are paid Drop top Bentley, Gucci shades Gamblin in Vegas for a day Yes brothers, I do until my day And sistas can't fade me cuz I'm made, see 1 - I'm livin' the good life I'm partying every night I'm watchin' the Cristall flow VIP and that's all I know Just living that good life Still partying every night Still watchin' the Cristall flow VIP and that's all I know Private jet to Amsterdam Thirteen carets on my hands Wall Street says I'm doin' fine Drop cash for our countryside Payin' chauffeurs, butlers, maids Runnin' up spa bills everyday Country clibbin' with rich friends Tomorrow I'll do it all again You see Repeat 1 2 - All my sista's stackin' dough All my sista's with that flow All my ladies workin' hard I know you're livin' that good life Repeat 2 3 - Uh uh uh good life Uh uh uh that's right Uh uh uh good life Uh uh uh I'm livin' that Repeat 3 Repeat 1 until fade

Odessa

AESOP ROCK "Appleseed"
Shh... [Aesop Rock (Dose One):] (Well or, and this is, New York City) Where the shiftiest sources leak out the back door For more and this is New York City (Oh, I see these hear walk I, simply a shade of shepherd Seems we share fate, honestly) Oh, now wait a minute I notice there making mockeries of mad men Tend not to bend in the honesty My twenty thousand leagues ending grants sardonic, the sea (The view from this here segue crowds a listeners nothing special simply Listeners, how we dissolve it's spores and I'll tell you not flying) And I live beneath the scenic yeah, where the fossils pledged allegiance Where the centipedes and serpents bigot on territorial disagreements, The uprooted turned booty and hacked pleasure to skinny ribbons and I'll Suckle my skull caught beneath assumptions pumping pistons (Left the joke to wick, it, He walks whose out now, we, Aesop walls up) We tune out the pouts of hiding, Twilight street merchants, we, deity freely and been here before... [Dose One (Aesop Rock):] Murder, of holy, in cushion Partisan, part of the ceiling seems to be leaking, oh, oh, it's the wall Forbid box been broken, from man of everywhere, that's what I sleep, I love you It's not easy tying knots, whose paycheck may get rained Outstanding I shall smudge, invest, it's dull here, since we need I go beyond Grey, lonely, this forest is very very different, Friend hail things like magnets all the way meant was (It only takes one slacker) Traveling up, it only takes one slacker [Aesop Rock:] It only takes one slacker, to attack a lack, gritty and complies with time With regulations poachers poaching just to jump the batteries I'm juiced, noosed father, no dissed deduce By the ambiance of motives and the modus operandi's I'm supportive, sort of here to modify those monsters Tried to side wind pleasure captains round my hip line, My sit times on some here I lay my bricks alone to build these walls among Us dreams can spread our spores but can I run with the alumnus fungus After date rape, and it germs, and I burn for less fortunate starlight Chasers forced to use there last match to ward off the glaciers Pack a day profess cloud spitter literate pencifist missed the pissed drunk of concert Dull and system missed the funk I'm in a lull [Dose One: Overlaps Aesop Rock's lines] I'm thinking of a number from one to red, is a beautiful color To shade paper hat ink, I'm thinking of a beautiful color... Paper hat [Aesop Rock:] I'm thinking of a number From one to home, one riduiculous tennament with no wings to spread I'm home again inside my box of cardboard daze, I'm thinking of home And I'm home again... [Aesop Rock (Dose One):] (Funny how, faces show up, waters for me, my mouth and snore) It could've been me but it wasn't The crash and burn and burn and crash infected could collect fee indirectly but it doesn't (These are broken cards given To dues missed of friendly lips tied life is going blank, slap look, It's mirrored universe and one god per so many square feet, and Everything counts, higher life forms are dirty, dirty Aesop, every penny Saved, is this the city of dreams?) And I'm down to Earth (I'm down to earth, road) My zero hour snuffed doc, where the marked the day the mirth burns The time allotted, knotted loops around the plotted, boycotted the wattages Toys for the prodding of the rotting bottled hostage One time down cloud me as the useless playtime string and think it smirked Worthy well, your with me, from the icicle sweat to the self pity Sickly thread bare slid back my needle point life willow Man I purposely spun straw to gold to lace each last stitch perfectly It must have been the dust, the dust, my god, the dust he clutched the Dust, father to rust encrust the luck with which I touch togetherness... (Toy, bird, in my teeth, empathy, dwell, in merciful spring, friend)

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