El-P - Truancy Lyrics
* send corrections to the typist(El-P)I became toxic allotted in badly shaded cement fuselagesof juvenile non-approval and loosely smoker's school cut abandonmentWhere great expected movement tossed itself to the brain otters and shakilyfaded in my timeline to something honestly hard to stand(if that's not a *****y trap) I would muse, stepping on Nike Uptown abuseYeah the darkest blue swoosh and cathartic ruse faction of, a B-Boy enactedas truly city all-bomber and my thoughts followed the color chart on theA-train country, hovering under the A-Frame structures bloodyAnd if I closed my optics I could trace the lines lovely they said: You'llstart your life between pause tape slices and muddykicks that lick the salt off your neckand its more than apparent your portable parent with thebuilt-in mic might like sinister syllable smart tongue more than yourteachers do, that's two schools booted from on some dumb shityoung menace, get the message, bad medicine, restless, sad jettison rejectionhad to endith the lessonI used to do an impression of Buff after lunch outside the cage, making facesKelley green with envy grimace, that's my gimmickwent with truancy and the bad apple, and it slowly formed my spiritso when I couldn't fit the scholastic structure of my peers I didn't fear it(and it was) air brush on the pants leg and, name cut in the back of the head andcipher in the subway without money in my pocket thenrecognize this is the new truth, we refuse to suckle the empires ruseoriginal box-cutter walker who talk to rebuild a new living proofsee me as a banshee, as the illest mother*****er since Oedipusmonkey number one million with a typewriter, flipping tempest textleft evidence, simple-headed vagrants try to chase where Forest's feather wentdarts exit us, and still leave enough alive to join the exodusfresh as *****, best of luck, better lead banality rally queststuck writer might flip, vvvvvroooom! Excitebike *****enter the hellafied Fat-Boys-slash-BDP hybrid founder ofmilitant anti-mime fraction, operate on the fringes of establishmentbinge on erratic shit, fabric knit, got you riverdancing in lederhosen for woodchipsstep into the Def Jux office auditions like: "sausage"Jam Master Jay would've shot you (I stopped him)Sorcerer, nitroglycerin in truck driving through rainforest unstableRawkus was like, "we're gonna take this label to another level"(***** that) I'm gonna take this level to another labelAnti-pop composer, sonically robbing the nationwhen I strap on a blue cardigan we can be neighbors (do lasers)water douse fire now, fire bad, fire blank at bastard Bladerunner blissshotgiven(miss), another bargain bin opportunity moment clippedI was a B-Boy once, I really gave a ***** (still do)When you were trading episodes at laser tag academy I was applyingfor most sinister mister brain***** crown confrontThe loudest son of the transistor rubble boxdamage and shit like open-handed palm brandishingletting the hurt live where it landed... Like that(chorus)This is for New Jacks trying to decide where they fit (get busy)Destroy the walls when you spitFor writers with a Krylon image brain print (translate it)Leave your name dripping from bricksFor cats who covet fame with my name on their lips (re-think it)you're sucking poison milk from fake titsThis is for kids worried about the apocalypse (do something)Prepare yourself and stop talking shit
