Traum
by Antipop Consortium
From the album: Arrhythmia
Track 11 of 15 on Arrhythmia (2002).
Duration: 2:22
Lyrics for Traum
Standing... all clear! Charge! Shot your chest, elevate your arms My fiddle dribble dribbles fiddles it'll tickle a little riddle Without a rattle these patterns provide Atoms in every atom a packet and Bullets chattering, nerve rattle, hacking your brains Mainframes, you take the lane, same vein, slang anguish My bang language indicates you are in Ego says precept the kid, you won't fold I'm off the stove, it's the code and hold in my flows Please a rapid to get you to this note, I was told I would doze My flows knock holes in your goals Cocking... all clear! Roger, flow dislodging a module launching Air to land watching An angle perpendicular, no particular order Daunting words haunting cats wanting fame so bad they'd kill for it Crowding your category splattery patterns of allegory Manhattan story rats in a forty-story's fallen Buildings topple, more propaganda on the news at six I move to the sticks like a deer, call in the swamps Fatigue camo, cats wanna bring it to war but need ammo Murder me at the stake and spit a thousand shells And I'll spit back with a round of acapels My style compels emcees to check themselves My cells through cytoplasms Over the caps it's embedded Breaks your beheaded slays deaded with the blast of cannons I strike back On a track, I made a pact with my pack under the black shroud Of the night, I bow, never to bow