[Chorus]
When it all comes down,(comes down) then it all comes down
(you got to get up motherfucker)
Cuz when it all comes down,(comes down) then it all comes down
When it all comes down, then it all comes down
(you got to get up motherfucker)
Cuz when it all comes down, then it all comes down
[Baxter P Wordsworth]
Let me tell you what this world needs
Less violence, more instruments, more violens
Bigger cymbals, less silence
Less bells and whistles and more chiming in
We need shovels!
There's not enough shovels!
No wonder you Rouges can't dig it, poor Syrus
Give me guitar Riffs, (riffs) and more Warriors
I need artist giving more in their performances
I need applause from my audience
So go and breathe on harmonicas, squeeze on accordions
Less dial tone, cell phone, ringtones
I need a solo on a baratone saxophone
I need an orchestra, that can orchestrate, until an orchid blooms, in an awkward place
Grab your stethoscope, now get you heart rate synchronized to that bass line, let it syncopate
You see this metronome?
Well Is your thinking strait?
Care to see the pendulum swing the other way?
What if you knew you would never live another day?
Would you chase your dreams or let them run away?
How you gonna say you want to take a lunch break?
What the french toast, mother fudge cake!
The truth, is hard to chew like a tough steak
And this is food for thought player you just ate
I know you spilt your milk, and homey tough break
But never wine over crushed grapes
Pop the champagne, only winners feel the champs pain
Let it rain on your camp, turn it to a campaign
If you rap spit advance slang and if you dance do the damn thing
If you can't get it in where you at, Motherfucker get a map, you're only trapped when you can't change
I thought I told you get up!
[Chorus]
When it all comes down,(comes down) then it all comes down
(i thought I told you get up motherfucker)
Cuz when it all comes down,(comes down) then it all comes down
They call me crazy
I don't deny it, the fact is I think y'all should try it
Go and let your mind go, I let mine go
Blindfold through the mine field get your mind blown
Tell you how I see it huh
Everyday is Vietnam
They said you be the solider, why?
You could be the bomb
They said you a bad mother.. huh?
You could be the Sun
More than what they say you are, hearts will never lead you wrong
Not a doctor not a lawyer more than what they pay you for
You ever ask yourself what the pain is for
It seems strange an all yet we all play along
Who are they to have the right to say what's right and say what's wrong
If your life is fucked up who you blame it on?
You know what's a stake and we ain't talking filet mignon
You ain't fucking with the playlist?
Change the song!
You ain't fucking with the chorus?
Don't sing along
[Spills]
Yo It all goes up
My vision is to be love but not to need to be loved when the going gets rough
Spills gets stoic, channel my outter poet, then I spit stuff
Manifested in universes above, but the earth is below
The world is too slow
You see my vision is love you see my vision is broke, you see my vision is to blow up
Fuck!
All goes up
Like gravity flipped its X and Y axises while your walking around
When oops I tripped and I fall with you
Into a cloud. (whew)
Your like "how are we gonna get back down"
I Say, I don't know but I'm a sit here and eat birds and look up at the earth
And piss and shit into space and..
And create and animal race in my own image to worship and entertain...
Me!
And personally, I hope that gravity reverses it's field
See my vision is weird but see my vision is me
Spills
I'm just a fish in the sea
But ain't another emcee as efficient as me
'Cept possibly
Baxter
Peace, aight yo I'm out
When it all comes down,(comes down) then it all comes down
(you got to get up motherfucker)
Cuz when it all comes down,(comes down) then it all comes down
When it all comes down, then it all comes down
(you got to get up motherfucker)
Cuz when it all comes down, then it all comes down
[Baxter P Wordsworth]
Let me tell you what this world needs
Less violence, more instruments, more violens
Bigger cymbals, less silence
Less bells and whistles and more chiming in
We need shovels!
There's not enough shovels!
No wonder you Rouges can't dig it, poor Syrus
Give me guitar Riffs, (riffs) and more Warriors
I need artist giving more in their performances
I need applause from my audience
So go and breathe on harmonicas, squeeze on accordions
Less dial tone, cell phone, ringtones
I need a solo on a baratone saxophone
I need an orchestra, that can orchestrate, until an orchid blooms, in an awkward place
Grab your stethoscope, now get you heart rate synchronized to that bass line, let it syncopate
You see this metronome?
Well Is your thinking strait?
Care to see the pendulum swing the other way?
What if you knew you would never live another day?
Would you chase your dreams or let them run away?
How you gonna say you want to take a lunch break?
What the french toast, mother fudge cake!
The truth, is hard to chew like a tough steak
And this is food for thought player you just ate
I know you spilt your milk, and homey tough break
But never wine over crushed grapes
Pop the champagne, only winners feel the champs pain
Let it rain on your camp, turn it to a campaign
If you rap spit advance slang and if you dance do the damn thing
If you can't get it in where you at, Motherfucker get a map, you're only trapped when you can't change
I thought I told you get up!
[Chorus]
When it all comes down,(comes down) then it all comes down
(i thought I told you get up motherfucker)
Cuz when it all comes down,(comes down) then it all comes down
They call me crazy
I don't deny it, the fact is I think y'all should try it
Go and let your mind go, I let mine go
Blindfold through the mine field get your mind blown
Tell you how I see it huh
Everyday is Vietnam
They said you be the solider, why?
You could be the bomb
They said you a bad mother.. huh?
You could be the Sun
More than what they say you are, hearts will never lead you wrong
Not a doctor not a lawyer more than what they pay you for
You ever ask yourself what the pain is for
It seems strange an all yet we all play along
Who are they to have the right to say what's right and say what's wrong
If your life is fucked up who you blame it on?
You know what's a stake and we ain't talking filet mignon
You ain't fucking with the playlist?
Change the song!
You ain't fucking with the chorus?
Don't sing along
[Spills]
Yo It all goes up
My vision is to be love but not to need to be loved when the going gets rough
Spills gets stoic, channel my outter poet, then I spit stuff
Manifested in universes above, but the earth is below
The world is too slow
You see my vision is love you see my vision is broke, you see my vision is to blow up
Fuck!
All goes up
Like gravity flipped its X and Y axises while your walking around
When oops I tripped and I fall with you
Into a cloud. (whew)
Your like "how are we gonna get back down"
I Say, I don't know but I'm a sit here and eat birds and look up at the earth
And piss and shit into space and..
And create and animal race in my own image to worship and entertain...
Me!
And personally, I hope that gravity reverses it's field
See my vision is weird but see my vision is me
Spills
I'm just a fish in the sea
But ain't another emcee as efficient as me
'Cept possibly
Baxter
Peace, aight yo I'm out
( Baxter P Wordsworth )
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