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Mr. Lif f Akrobatik, El-P, Jean Grae - Post Mortem

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[Vast Aire]
Vision is blurred yo

[Mr. Lif]
This is the last chapter
Bombs hit who? Crushed what?
Over there? Oh my god, oh dear
I was hmm.. I think I was *h* movin somewhere
About to paint my fear bright glare not quite clear
Stay blinded to the light of possibilities
Think I heard the screams of those in my proximity
On how they started thinking wishfully
Guided by fear I`m suddenly aware
Please, is anybody out there?

[El-P]
It was a gentle fission kiss on my block
And hot light like a baby breathing sigh a terrain
And now my name is merely left
Suckin on brain exist before the final flash
The emotion of pretty details of a life I had passed
Now my warm night in Brooklyn is ash
Falling from the snot of loosies that I choked
Around the corner from class
Before the moments when the moon can move fast
Another summer slowly growing with the friendships
That would end with a blast
Or how the hours could so blissfully lag
She slid her tongue between my lips and I gasped
Told my dawgs and they laughed
Now we`re combining our cash at last
A pack of smokes and a flask
Hopeless liquor with a (??gas path a maa??)

[Jean Grae]
Convert to atheism denounce god pronounce religion dead
Faith in nothing trace my wrists with razors
I refuse to wait for the blades to erase my spirit
Death - faced with it - run to it - not from it
Swallow all the pills in the medicine cabinet
Chase it with a bottle of 151 hung mommy
Head outside the smashed windows in trash my hotel lobby
Break the grip off the time at last
I find I get to him up Wish I did more sinnin
Get a strap on run up in two women
Laid in the middle of a highway wait for pain to hit me
Still a can with people lootin screamin come and get me
Finally it was porn shop biggest gun crowded street
Blow my brains to hell - I`m gone - and let the devil come for me

[Akrobatik]
What`s the chance that I`d be one of the last ones left of my preceders
The Earth Crusher came before I could even conceive a fetus
But I did go from nothing to misunderstood elitist
Who tried to tell his people the lies instead of acting like defeatists
But what good is that? Cause we`re now all goin to hell
Like some kid playin in his class out talkin before the bell
I died believing in righteousness but I could have indulged more
Cause giving in to temptation don`t seem that raw no more
I heard some airline offered flights into space
I shoulda took it to see earth before they matched up the place
I thought I`d be alone when they finally came to get me
But nobody gotta miss me because they all comin with me

[Mr. Lif]
Our horizon was accessorizing we bred more need
Best believe this be the equation of greed
I need a new car and thus new breaks
Another tune-up with lube
Whatever`s put together shall be unscrewed
In times of famine we made more food
Food made more people
It`s all explained within the cycle of evil
Would I trade it all?
Cruisin down the highway on a bright summer day
Gazing out a plane to see the earth from miles away
Watchin the patriots win the super bowl
Grabbin that fumble from Ricky Prole
Or my stereo provided me with rhythm and soul
I don`t know, all I know is I feel guilt for
Every single thing I`ve ever bought and sold
I shoulda been at more demonstrations
Planted bombs in corporations
Murdered CEO`s and cancelled TV shows
Burned billboards and torn posters
I coulda read more
Finally I get to meet this god they left us dead for
And its ill, its power to the form of a bill
To which people killed by manipulated free will
Conscience be the crucifix a chopping block for poppycock
And I can feel our spirits drop upon these streets I oddly walk
Enough talk! Here`s my last chance to cherish a thought
My flesh is fully melted and my stomach`s in a knot
So to my love I hated to leave you alone
Parted my zone passion took me to places and my life was a poem
Baby I was on my way home about to catch a flight
Our meeting has dissolved in radiation and light
Love you gave me made me shine
You`re gorgeous with a powerful mind
You lifted my spirits and strengthened my spine
I`m at peace with my life cause knowin you was divine
You made me see eternal beauty in a world that was dying
Now we`re all ground by the grind
Out of luck and out of line, out of signs
And now we`re out of time...

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