Tekstovi: Mars Ill. Black Box Artist (Boom-bap).
(Hook)
It?s like Boom-Bap, original rap/
We take it back and move you forward just to tear it in half/
Boom-Bap, original rap/
We take it back and move you forward just to tear it in half?
(Repeat)
(Verse #1)
I?m a rebel without a pause/play tape/
Claymation action-figure transforming the norm and changing shape/
Still face to the face with the grace that it takes/
To escape all the hate and calculate each back-break/
Communicate the Creator?s thoughts with every breath/
Control my stride, no man can divide and make me half-step/
Pass the solid ground to spaces to the left/
If you?ve got something left to throw, I got something to intercept/
This is harder than it looks. This is better than it sounds/
This is everything it took to separate me from the ground/
This is levitation 101. We tread upon the clouds/
And make a name for Mars ILL ?til it fills your mouth/
Work it out, make optimists out of the cynical/
I like to scramble words around until I make them sensible/
One-dimensional voices cry like primadonnas/
While we stretch hip-hop from Sugar Hill to Futurama?
(Hook)
(Verse #2)
I got a strong mind. It doesn?t have to be spoon-fed/
I treat my audience with respect and my dialect is interjected/
Into conversations worldwide, a piece of heaven injected/
Into the blind, scales fall from their eyes/
It?s all to my surprise that a sound could move the masses/
Take my everyday observations and press them onto plastic/
Lessons automatically grabbing your fascination/
When delivered into action my masters of rap relations/
A revolution in music we loosen the chains that hold you/
Don?t say you weren?t aware because I told you/
They sold too many souls on the auction city block/
Wrists slit on Wall Street, snake-eyes and risky stocks/
My life hits a third shift frame of mind/
I understand your struggles because they?re mine/
I spit a trail for you to follow what you thought you couldn?t find/
Past and present intersected inside of God Divine?
(Hook)
(Verse #3)
This earth is my place of birth/
I want the universe to know God for everything it?s worth/
Break the cycle ?til it hurts between the lines and in the margins/
Killing time and changing life inside a studio apartment/
Sacrifice the hardship for those wearing a target/
Maximize compassion ?til it smashes through the market/
Never call it quits, we?ve got to finish what we started/
Build until you touch the sky or ?til you?re in the coffin/
It?s all in the patterns, stitched and gathered at the seams/
We come together to interpret your dreams and what they mean/
So thanks for coming out and thank you for listening/
Thanks for making it to the end of the track and acting interested/
Your time and energy are valuable as well as limited/
The fact that you chose Mars ILL is quite considerate/
Hope to see you around real soon just for the sentiment/
We have to know the past to realize what vision is?
(Hook)
It?s like Boom-Bap, original rap/
We take it back and move you forward just to tear it in half/
Boom-Bap, original rap/
We take it back and move you forward just to tear it in half?
(Repeat)
(Verse #1)
I?m a rebel without a pause/play tape/
Claymation action-figure transforming the norm and changing shape/
Still face to the face with the grace that it takes/
To escape all the hate and calculate each back-break/
Communicate the Creator?s thoughts with every breath/
Control my stride, no man can divide and make me half-step/
Pass the solid ground to spaces to the left/
If you?ve got something left to throw, I got something to intercept/
This is harder than it looks. This is better than it sounds/
This is everything it took to separate me from the ground/
This is levitation 101. We tread upon the clouds/
And make a name for Mars ILL ?til it fills your mouth/
Work it out, make optimists out of the cynical/
I like to scramble words around until I make them sensible/
One-dimensional voices cry like primadonnas/
While we stretch hip-hop from Sugar Hill to Futurama?
(Hook)
(Verse #2)
I got a strong mind. It doesn?t have to be spoon-fed/
I treat my audience with respect and my dialect is interjected/
Into conversations worldwide, a piece of heaven injected/
Into the blind, scales fall from their eyes/
It?s all to my surprise that a sound could move the masses/
Take my everyday observations and press them onto plastic/
Lessons automatically grabbing your fascination/
When delivered into action my masters of rap relations/
A revolution in music we loosen the chains that hold you/
Don?t say you weren?t aware because I told you/
They sold too many souls on the auction city block/
Wrists slit on Wall Street, snake-eyes and risky stocks/
My life hits a third shift frame of mind/
I understand your struggles because they?re mine/
I spit a trail for you to follow what you thought you couldn?t find/
Past and present intersected inside of God Divine?
(Hook)
(Verse #3)
This earth is my place of birth/
I want the universe to know God for everything it?s worth/
Break the cycle ?til it hurts between the lines and in the margins/
Killing time and changing life inside a studio apartment/
Sacrifice the hardship for those wearing a target/
Maximize compassion ?til it smashes through the market/
Never call it quits, we?ve got to finish what we started/
Build until you touch the sky or ?til you?re in the coffin/
It?s all in the patterns, stitched and gathered at the seams/
We come together to interpret your dreams and what they mean/
So thanks for coming out and thank you for listening/
Thanks for making it to the end of the track and acting interested/
Your time and energy are valuable as well as limited/
The fact that you chose Mars ILL is quite considerate/
Hope to see you around real soon just for the sentiment/
We have to know the past to realize what vision is?
(Hook)
Mars ILL