Epic Beard Men - Space Ghettos

(Mic check, Microphone checker)
(Conceptual rhyme wrecker)
(Perpetual line stepper, In Ibeca)

There’s no supply for your
Demand better try better
Try harder (Permission walk into Tribeca)
Their turnin’
You gotta pray to your mind Mecca
(Never waste energy I’m a
Valuable time collector)
My agenda will set off a nine-decker
When the die was cast (Hit the brass)
Left the cast (The director)
Write a letter of recommendation
To the future
Generation let em know that you’re comin’
(And they should stay patient)
Never rush greatness (It blossoms slowly)
How could you possibly feel lost and lonely?
You’re takin’ through (No, that’s a rock)
No that’s country blues in jukebox
(Naw, that’s graffiti)
Nah, that’s a painting
(No, that’s an eco-phenomenon the
Wall is wailing) natural laws are breaking
(No, that’s a B-boy routine)
Nah, that’s a space ghetto in Aberdeen

(Proceed ahead to the preferred destination
With the will and determination
And desert vegetation
We inhabited dilapidated house
Of holla holograms)
The apostates loss 50, 000 dollar scams
(They called us invalids)
We called in a favor to the
Department of gravity in inverted pyramids
(A topsy turvy industry won’t spin me)
I’d make a radio clean getaway but hey
(It’s a blessing) it’s a curse
(It’s a wedding) it’s a hearse
(It’s the hate for hospitals)
It’s the bedding of a nurse
(It’s the setting of a
Standard happy ending hospice)
Landing on this rock making motherless
Godless
Joblessness is a choice more than we care
To admit ‘cause most jobs are SHIT
Door knock (Who is it?)
It’s the school of fishes
Paying you a visit with
Their cruel indifference
Ready to do business the cruel and vicious
Far as I’m concerned you got two decisions
Take it to the land and find
Shelter in some safe meadows
Or make an escape plan to the space ghettos

(Digital minded, you’ve been blinded)
Lookin’ for a star online and
When you find em
Goin’ viral cause of a sidenote
(Like everything’s an inside joke
For the white folks)
Some of us are laughing but not to the bank
Set your so-called social experiment
(Another cheap prank)
You can be apart (But you’re a part)
Believin’ your remarks and
Territory’s reserved for the pure of heart
(If you don’t earn or deserve the spot)
You should learn to appreciate dissent
Or desert the lot
(It’s not a riddle) It’s not a maze
(And you don’t need a legend
To find your way)

Sometime’s art…is just art for art’s sake
It’s not a safe space to crack
It’s not a lock to break but when it is
And you’re lost for a reason
Don’t expect the warden just to
Hand out the key
You can steal things when you
Exit through the gift shop
That’s where the property owner sings
So blame it on messages to
Sell novelty decoder rings
That’s graffiti (No, that’s a painting)
Nah, that’s an ecological phenomenon
The ball is wailing
(Natural laws are breaking) Nah
That’s a B-girl
(Bullshit, that’s the oldest space
Ghetto in the world)

The scientific emcees died a nasty death
Don’t be the last space
Man gasping for breath
The scientific emcees died a nasty death
Don’t be the last space
Man gasping for breath

Written by:
BERNARD JR DOLAN, PAUL F LANDRY, RYAN ROBERT BOWERSOCK

Publisher:
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