Braintax - Escuchame Lyrics
Braintax:Its like a long walk to China trying tio reach these headsSee the world around your body makes you stay brain-deadStanding round in sick traffic just inhaling some leadIm in a phonebox breathing up a strangers breathNo change left, I fed my last gold Queens headYoure busy now is all the message saidLet me leave you, let your brain cookMobile, youre agile but still hearing cancer rays till youre off the hookMy mind state stays steady taking shelter in a hutOn a mountain side ready for the wind and the rutI see a storm blow past with economic avalancheTheres trails of rich, fat nations trying to cling to every branchMe Im playing mind-chess then monopoly with stressPlaying snap by the log fire with thoughts of deathGot a years supply of Bics, hiding out in deep sticksIll emerge in 20 years when theres no cash leftBut for now Im back to basics, spilling out rapsFreestyling in the snow while Im laying squirrel trapsIts survival but really none of us could pull it offJust filling up the silence with my fresh-air coughSee I got the theory locked but now Im losing my mindCos the poisons in my blood are trying to make it to the outsideOutside: money and cars and more wasteDe-tox, Im displaced fighting craving for that city tasteAnd like I said, Im all in it like on Life Thru LifeParanoia strikes creeping out the forest at nightI like to sit back, holed-up, sharpen my knifeLearning all about myself but Im missing the hypeIts survival, the helicopter left me with a rifleBut it rusted up, now Im on the snow and berry trifleI sing aloud in my hideout cos no-one can hear meAnd natures looking bigger and it doesnt fear meor any of my city waysHavent said a word for one month,Hear my snow boots crunch through the wastelandThis could be a parallel to city-scapesWhere tree towers overpower and isolate many soulsNatures like a friend until they turn coldAnd icy looks are icebergs on my tent polesThe Imax is now live from the ArcticYou can call me Braintax now my verbal films startedReindeer in target on the hill by the tree-lineI move quick, this reminds me of the free-lineIts simple, hunt and gather rules still applyBut we never turn to greed and deaths a catalyst to lifeCan u hear me?
