3 Melancholy Gypsys - The Plannit lyrics
rate me(Chorus)<br />
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Rest My Legs Off<br />
The Planet<br />
Worlds My Easel<br />
I Handle It<br />
Gods My Mind State<br />
Infinitive Arts my climate (x2)<br />
Inventive<br />
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(Murs)<br />
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My brigade wont be swayed or made to be afraid head high hearts righteous men done Parade<br />
Stood silent in the shadows steady building up my rage<br />
And it's too late to counter once the move has been made<br />
Like Eregon call them ghosts off the ship<br />
We gon slide through your city start tearing up shit<br />
Destroying ring wraiths that bring fake hymns singing priases to these demons named Cash & Gems<br />
We smash with pens<br />
And flash grim grins<br />
As we administer a sinister fate to men<br />
Who have transgressed and refuse to transcend the confines of the state of mind they're in<br />
The Path has been laid the gauntlet thrown down the power so potent we're not playing with pronouns<br />
It's like a healing potion when the poetrys put down<br />
Elixer that's a mixture of this word and this verb<br />
Combined in my mind until it's stirred<br />
Brain left scrambled<br />
So they label me disturbed<br />
Tray in your face get it straight we can't get served<br />
Orel Mursheiser on the mound with a sick curve<br />
Thoughts thrown swift so your vision might get blurred<br />
Get nerve<br />
Get gone of go home<br />
I'm headed for the rim gonna claim a gold throne<br />
So hold on or come along if you feel this<br />
But on this journey you will encounter some realness<br />
There's drama, there's pain, there's death, there's illness<br />
But 3MGenerals will lead individuals to a positive called change<br />
Give your confidence in the rain<br />
Bring you tolerance for the pain<br />
I'm polish this insane<br />
So when you play this song and recite this rhyme<br />
You open up your heart and your soul starts to shine<br />
For the journey is the struggle<br />
But the movement is divine<br />
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(Eligh)<br />
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My category of conscience<br />
Unbelievable artist.<br />
Tag on the sands of the desert with a redwood, <br />
Then I carve on the carcass<br />
I'm a sould child.<br />
Earth is my canvas. Took a bath in the ocean<br />
And forever sunk Atlantis, my bad.<br />
Sky Writing with a cloud cumulus calculate on my pad.<br />
Rocking a thunderbolt on my back<br />
Bullet train full of ink when I think<br />
I sink<br />
Multiple islands. Smiling lightning bolt from the west.<br />
Testing my terminology speaking to God in tounge.<br />
Well hung thought pattern.<br />
I germinate when I contemplate<br />
Continental drift, <br />
When I take steps to become a man.<br />
Stand at full attention, the sun is my captain.<br />
Light of my fire.<br />
Air in my tires.<br />
Siren for firing off morning glory.<br />
Horror stories tell the tale of reality in my sector.<br />
A fallacy is to disrespect the easel that I sketch on<br />
Cancerous cannibals eat my painting while I drive my brush.<br />
Touching up every area missing color.<br />
Color coordinated, discovering other combinations. I hover<br />
In a hemispherical cloud of gasses far above the planet, <br />
My platform, <br />
My stepping stone.<br />
Planets are my medium.<br />
Range of motion is extra large.<br />
Travel the earth: I'm a man on my feet with a beat in my heart.<br />
I'm a carnaval freak with a key to the city of light: the heavens above<br />
Inside my cranial crevices evidence pouring out when I peak as a poet, unique<br />
And a speaker of truth.<br />
Strictly between me and you<br />
God and monster ride my rhythms to the sunset back and forth with such emotion, <br />
Such devotion<br />
To create and cultivate this cuture clash to multiply.<br />
Colorful codes unveiled.<br />
Breath through flows exhale.<br />
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(Chorus)<br />
<br />
(Scarub)<br />
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My bones are constructed, <br />
Made from the same substance<br />
That's of other mens skeletons, <br />
Same marrow within.<br />
It's the trials that, <br />
Chase feet invent, <br />
Why I lead while most follow the trends<br />
And make mice of men.<br />
I'm a hitchhikers tour guide, <br />
I hijack and joyride, <br />
Take it to the outer limits, <br />
Further than the far side, <br />
Rest my legs of the ledge of the planet like construction breaking for lunch on sky scraper scaffoldings.<br />
Cat walk or sit on the rim, <br />
Swinging like pendulum, <br />
Living on the edge star gazing at gems, <br />
And watch the conscellations correspond, <br />
Like the superstars that they are, <br />
And fade out at the break of dawn.<br />
Breath taking while taking in breath is a cylcle and I sigh like the wind.<br />
My daily saga begins, <br />
In a world of sin<br />
I sincerly recite these hymns, <br />
And you feel the sensation circling in ya limbs, <br />
Yo whatever you do, <br />
There's always somebody better<br />
Gypsys them somebodys that got you sounding whatever.<br />
Ever what sound you got, got to be sounding better with knock.<br />
I'm hard of hearing, <br />
Skills are like decibels, <br />
Turn it up a notch.<br />
Or else you suck and see it off like car alarms.<br />
All noise, <br />
No harm, <br />
Why even bother to warn.<br />
I suck at my teeth like a Texan.<br />
Set it off like car bombs, <br />
Detonating in the business of intersections.<br />
You need to find me.<br />
I'll find you first, <br />
Man or myth:<br />
Ya thoughts shift back with every verse.<br />
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(Chorus)
