Fables from Axioms by CRYM
Tracklist
| 10. | Fables | 3:17 |
Lyrics
How could you find your way home when the North star that guides you
Is outshined by power lines, nobody lies to
A deaf man with no eyes, who in high school
Learned about apes who created the bible
The shapes that confine you restrict you and bind you
Bars break bars I’m behind, you can find new
Signs of the time moving silently right through
A crack in your mind the size of a haiku
We understand this planet’s a rental
Everything I do is marked with a pencil
Erased by my rubber sole walking and bending
Impending conception spoils the ending
The message we send to galactic reception
With ample connected static antennas
To upset the active master’s agenda
We act and pretend to be average and special
Math is correct ‘cause the axiom said so
It hurts to hold on, you have to just let go
(Let go, let go, let's go!)
You can bet your asbestos in your chest that I’ll explode like Coke and Mentos
Gasp for breath, but then again, no
See I’m desperate like the friend zone to see heads roll
A dead rose has no less thorns
Hell froze in its death throes, it’s me for whom the bell tolls
At my discount shop we only sell used souls
I could tell you weren’t driven when the hood felt cold
And the wheels turn slower than the pedals, and my head’s so
All over the map, scatterbrain Jane nappin’ in my lap
I capture snapshots with rap and slap captions on ‘em
When I blast, you dash like chlorophyll in autumn
The songs sound better if you bought ‘em
Calm and collected, armor protecting
The heart that attacks the head, darkened legends
Cat call and beckon, martyrs on the seventh
To charge with their weapons, from smashed cars and wreckage
We harbor the seconds of the day when it’s hard to detect the next one
I cut my lip shaving, blood ran to my tongue
I embraced the taste of mortality, took it in my lungs
To become a crooked one like a backslash, wack glass cats get put on pause
Two lines, the alligator snatched up and cracked his jaw
Premium organic satin flow exposed like Janet Jackson
Spanner to the plans of avid glancers at the cameras
Panoramic banners hammer anthems out your mandibles
Candid candles colder than Canada when I handle ‘em
Pillbox on a pendulum when I swing with sublime substance
Hilltops to the pelicans’ beaches in high abundance
I throw punchlines while the drum kicks a beat until it’s broken
This’ll be the dumbest, dopest fable ever spoken
(And keep it going)
Sip the sonic soda slowly so you don’t burn your throat
Inspect the produce for the locusts Moses conjured when he spoke
I smote the local anesthetic, globe is apathetic though
Vocally bowl a gutter baller over after heaven stole
My budding talent, let it grow, cremated into ash and mellow smoke
I laugh at hellish jokes and only travel when it snows
Compose a molecule from atoms and the evening from his rib
The scheming bitch closed her window but she’ll fight for women’s lib
We get dragged through flaming hoops by all the overeager leaders
Might as well pledge allegiance to my penis, thesis equals
Treason to believers in Jesus’s supremest ethos
I shattered the strongest love triangle trying to find the secant
So now I only work on the fuckin’ weekend, never for the week
Survival of the fittest, flyest, illest to wield an obscene pen
Wood grain arrow straight shot the apple off the tree
And struck neo-Newtons brain-dead wickedly defy gravity
Try fathoming twenty thousand leagues and being out
Of all of them, welcome to the shit you recurrently dream about
