S. Reidy, A-F-R-O - Quantum Physic Syncopation Lyrics

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The moment that you do, it's indescribable
A nightmare to poets in the making
Mistaking lullabies for an angel in the night
You close your eyes and all you do is go to sleep
Seeping the cracks is the image of a king to standard prose
The poll shows cap but it's right under your nose
Close the curtains can't you see I'm in the middle of an episode
The glare makes the TV hard to see
Me, myself, and everyone I know lacks the effort to enhance
A simple task that turns to magic coming right out of our hands
Standing tall on the shoulder of the giants we admire
Singing to the same twenty people in the choir
Higher learning is the message but it never translates
Crash course learning at a very high rate
Hate the poet, not the player hater aching in his heart
Taking the the rich when he's a fat cat to start
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What we have here is a simple operation
What we have here quantum physic syncopation
What we have here is a metaphor in motion
Take the beat away and all you got's a poet

What we have here are silly songs for the broken
What we have here are sad songs for the ocean
What we have here out is out and in the open
Take the beat away and all you gots a poet

I'm taking a rest
I better confess
I'm taking for granted
With the beautiful thing every human on this earth call breath (breath)
The word involve to get up off my chest
The awkward mess, off the ledge, heard it all
So now I contemplate my next step
To poke the bear is something I highly would not advise
I wouldn't dare to try to fight fair through my hollow eyes
All rise, when I dig through archives
When I rip through carbine
Be the one who detonated the landmines
Since the sand of times
Sinister but bittersweet combined
Pitch a hint of the feet
When I rip emcees get in line
Gotta get into the different dimension that carry the brain in a piffin' and puff
Get em' in the mood with a lyrical sense, and maybe to aim when I scribble it up
Didn't you know that FRO became wise like the old man?
Gentle soul with the quota kind of like a nomad
Wander through the land to find a self discovery
To find the piece and the plan
Gather mental luxury
I'm out