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El-P - Poisenville Kids No Wins lyrics

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This is the sound of what you don't know killing you

This is the sound of what you don't need still true

This is the sound of what you don't want still in you

Never again



When a live wire lights little metal rail right

When a marvel of engineering steered me clear in to the plight

Right before the bodegas open, after the peak of night

Before the paper's delivered, I sat on the corner and sparked a light



The same corner I perched when I zone dropped on the block first

At almost 5 O'clock watching for sun spots or store clerks

Alone spot, almost kinda like the zone was forgot

As if the grid had been reset and couldn't catch to the clock



Or the stoop was stuck in the past a half minute

And I sat in it

With a loosie Newpy drift out of my lips, taste, half minted

Come on



And I felt like a hundred bucks in the pocket of a gambling lush

At a Wondershowzen flow with the druids of destructo luck

Fugitoid on the run again, the sky gleamed, the maroonist coloring

Layered against the bluest tone from where the thunder lived



Here I was directly under it like some dejected little gray

And they told to stay and wait for the mothership

A cotton ball in a blizzard of mischief or brain prison

With a thought that rode on the bus and came for conjugal visits



And f**ked it's way into my gray matter, the tattered territory

Stayed chattering and nagging till it demanded it yell it for me

And I tried to hold the thing back', but the meditation was otherly

Fixated on what a friend said and relating it to my struggling



Metropoloid void so damn smothering

But we were children of poisenville

And saw the seduction less repugnant



And reserved the right as the triggerman

With the back up plan of self destruction

And I touched the type of chemicals

That could pull me towards that function



It's the stuff I find hard for discussion

How the f**k do you explain

Your our own self destruction

And still remain trusted?



To answer the question, yes, the city wants you gone

And thats the only thing connecting us

But the connection is so strong

So how dare you assume that I'll sleep when you're dead

This is well outside the boundaries of acceptable behavior



I will not give you the go ahead

And you will not be remembered fondly

I'm throwing down the gauntlet

f**k you, this isn't your decision



And for all the holy f**k I give

Your little spectacle is ended

But don't think for just one second

You've honored your obligations to me



I'm serious, look in my eyes

I don't find this funny or whatever you imagine poetry

And justice feels like when you combine them

I am not going to allow this on my watch buddy

Nobodies impressed with your imagined sacrifice

Device or insurmountable regret



You are not uniquely pained

And if you go we won't be sorry

And who the hell are you to put me through

The banality of watching this



Cause many better men have gone

For clearly better reasons

And I starkly must remind you

That you have not even been trying



And that's the only thing

Remarkable about you

Stop me if I'm lying



We are always outnumbered but we were never out militiad

There's no dignity for criminals, no ministry for the wicked

In this town if you make a sound

You're the leper with the most fingers



The league of extraordinary nobodies

The other teams bringing in ringers

No faith in the majority, no hope for the little ones

Sally pulled a pistol out, Billy got a blunderbuss



So what the f**k are you feeling

That makes your struggle so wondrous?

Enough to arrogantly pull

What's left of the rug out from under us?



I think not, you're in the same barrel

All us other crabs are caught

And if I have to live, you have to live

Whether you like this shit or not

Come on



Dedicated to the drowning, and the noble futility of

The desperate friends forced to watch

And to my good friends who refused

To allow it to happen to me



You know who you are

You know what I'm talking about

Believe me, man, I promise



Never, never, never, gonna get that way again

Never, never, never, gonna get that way again

Never, never, never, gonna get that way again

Never, never, never, gonna get that way again



Never, never, never, gonna get that way again

Never, never, never, gonna get that way again

Never, never, never, gonna get that way again

Never, never, never, gonna get that way again

Never, never
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