ruby yacht – tiny hole lyrics
[r.a.p. ferreira]
she said, betta betta
wait, no, that–what–how did she say it?
she said
she said betta betta betta betta
step on tip tip tip tip tip toe
i pulled the meat out she like
you gon’ fit all that in this teeny hole?
i know, i know, i know
tmi: too much info
thats just how i’m feelin, forrealin’ with my kinfolk
remember, rapping was asking could it all be so simple?
sitting there grinning mouth full of crab rangoon
i am proof there are some people angst can’t consume
and i don’t even eat that but the rhyme fit
i step out the crib like iron giant
all smiles with a view over they heads
sun ra said most of ’em walking around already dead
thats why the gaze avoids the eyes
to make object
at this i object
abject prospects
and the map is confused for terrain
and the map is confused for brain
and the map is piss-stained
and the map is actually a paper towel with a hershey squirt
if i was a rapper i’d wake up early for work
i woke up early for work
i woke up early for work
i woke up early for work
[signor bened-ck the moor]:
i woke up yo and you know what i did?
i woke up early and i came for
something to make a name for
i woke up early and i – i felt something to feel insane for
to feel pain for
and, and, and be rid of all my shame for
you know what, i came–
i came to consider direction
to depict a new reflection
written in fingerprints on a mirror
just to hear her
gaia couldn’t be any clearer
you know you gotta water the root, little fish
so i came for a reason
spreading little indiscriminate treasons no more
who could truly keep the score
and keep their wits?
ah, each tally like shackles on their wrists
and fear persists
so i came for
something to teach me joy
something to deploy
when time is bleak
perhaps its dark that i seek
but its a strange fascination
in a strange, fascist nation
and i came for my mother
my father, my siblings, my n-gg-s, my lovers, my–
you know what? i came for my…
myself
so i woke up early for work
and i came for
[e l u c i d]
i woke up early
i woke up early, i might have went back to sleep
yo, i woke up early but came late
i got lost in the hours before break
i sat and chewed flowers
feet submerged in muddy lake
slake rich, crayfish, bite the head
no i don’t know the meaning i just know the feeling
get up out of my dreads
if stress run the world sweep the leg
if you blessed you should say it
i’m writing from a place of suspended belief
a new conviction, bones and teeth
reasons got reasons just moments and seasons indulging each
i remind me
fell inside my hat beneath a key lime tree, indeed
who is this king of glory?
i’m out getting deep cups and psyllium husk
i heard this might just free you up
i don’t have an iron for the crease
i weaved a way for the world to wear me
weighted carries, milks and pools, fools
i keep a monolith in my pocket
my posture authoritative and anonymous
how to, raise a free black child south of a lower heaven
small body big spirit
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