(Release)            (Release)         (Release)               [Gift of Gab]      Prevalent melanin elephant bailin      And carrying sedatives that'll give average lettermen callouses      Wrecking with savageness, catalyst      battling rappers'll stagger right after the dagger is left in it      Cherish ? (Release) Attica      Shatter your algebra with calculus (give it up)   Damage your pattern I'm pounding you so fabulous (give it up)         Enough is enough is enough and I'm busting up outta this shell      In eruption and rupture your structure the fuck with you (Release)      Up in you and cut you a costumer      Huffing and puffing, discussing absolutely nothing, disgusting      Plus I'm feeling me rushing up in your country percussion      No woman gets struck in the boundaries      Wake up if your lunging, I'm something, you're nothing (Release)      Now come see grunting, I'm hunting      For one emcees running      I'm stomping my foot through your army      They couldn't have stopped me with shoties      Oddity, why did he, why do these entire societies inside of societies   And survivors still remain alive (Release) emcees         Thriving to flow, opting to go      five hundred and fifty-five syllables to go   Split em' with subliminal intentional dentinal pro         Unlimited flow unriveted, inhibited, vindited      Now you can't get rid of it like (Release) business      Magnificent, intimate, in it with, in a minute, gonna be in a nicks      In it with a gig, big fat heads like eggs Benedict      Pigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol energy      It's time I society beats release            [Saul Williams]      Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness      By the time I caught up to freedom I was out of breath      Grandma asked me what I'm running for      I guess I'm out for the same thing the sun is sunning for      What mothers birth their youngens for      And some say Jesus coming for      For all I know the earth is spinning slow      Suns at half mast 'cause masses ain't aglow      On bended knee, prostrate before an altered tree      I've made the forest suit me      Tables and chairs      Papers and prayers      Matter versus spirit         A metal ladder   A wooden cross      A plastic bottle of water      A mandala encased in glass      A spirit encased in flesh      Sound from shaped hollows      The thickest of mucus released from heightened passion      A man that cries in his sleep      A truth that has gone out of fashion   A mode of expression         A paint splattered wall      A carton of cigarettes      A bouquet of corpses      A dying forest      A nurtured garden      A privatized prison      A candle with a broken wick      A puddle that reflects the sun      A piece of paper with my name on it      I'm surrounded      I surrender      All      All that I am I have been      All I have been has been a long time coming      I am becoming all that I am      The spittle that surrounds the mouth-piece of the flute      Unheard, yet felt      A gathered wetness      A quiet moisture      Sound trapped in a bubble      Released into wind      Wind fellows and land merchants      We are history's detergent      Water soluble, light particles, articles of cleansing breath      Articles amending death      These words are not tools of communication      They are shards of metal      Dropped from eight story windows      They are waterfalls and gas leaks      Aged thoughts rolled in tobacco leaf      The tools of a trade      Barbers barred, barred of barters      Catch phrases and misunderstandings      But they are not what I feel when I am alone      Surrounded by everything and nothing   And there isn't a word or phrase to be caught         A verse to be recited      A man to de-fill my being in those moments      I am blankness, the contained center of an "O"      The pyramidic containment of an "A"      I stand in the middle of all that I have learned      All that I have memorized      All that I've known by heart      Unable to reach any of it      There is no sadness      There is no bliss      It is a forgotten memory      A memorable escape route that only is found by not looking      There, in the spine of the dictionary the words are worthless      They are a mere weight pressing against my thoughtlessness      But then, who else can speak of thoughtlessness with such confidence      Who else has learned to sling these ancient ideas      like dead rats held by their tails      so as not to infect this newly oiled skin      I can think of nothing heavier than an airplane   I can think of no greater conglomerate of steel and metal         I can think of nothing less likely to fly      There are no wings more weighted      I too have felt a heaviness      The stare of man guessing at my being      Yes I am homeless      A homeless man making offerings to the after-future      Sculpting rubber tree forests out of worn tires and shoe soles      A nation unified in exhale      A cloud of smoke      A native pipe ceremony      All the gathered cigarette butts piled in heaps      Snow covered mountains   Lipsticks smeared and shriveled         Offerings to an afterworld      Tattoo guns and plastic wrappers      Broken zippers and dead eyed dolls      It's all overwhelming me, oak and elming me      I have seeded a forest of myself      Little books from tall trees      It matters not what this paper be made of   Give me notebooks made of human flesh         Dried on steel hooks and nooses      Make uses of use, uses of us      It's all overwhelming me, oak and elming me      I have seeded a forest of myself      Little books from tall trees      On bended knee         Prostrate before an altered tree   I've made the forest suit me      Tables and chairs      Papers and prayers      Matter vs. spirit, through meditation      I program my heart to beat breakbeats and hum basslines on exhalation            (Release) [x3]            [Lyrics Born]      The heaven-sent benevolent medicine man reverend      Peddling deliverance that resemble amphetamines to      the residents in the meadow of pestilence      Who developed a chemical dependence on pessimism, now      Is he is, or is he ain't      The most distinctive speaker seeping through your sleepy speakers      Yes he is, oh, yes indeed      So distinguished, so close some people think half (?)      Ain't no secret, people, trust me      It's mostly hustling      Moves me up strait      But just focus on the gun scene      Boasting and fussing      They both so unproductive      Suppose it go in my blood stream      Let me post this question      Ask anybody, just anybody      They'll tell you that the antibody to the petty      Potty mouth gots to be         Success at something   To be the best of something      And not to stress the dumb shit      Cause you ain't missing nothing      You got to            [Gift of Gab]      Motivate, accelerate, never wait, know your weight, throw away hate      Grow and make weight of your older dates      Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate fate      Just motivate, accelerate, never wait, show the way, no escape      Take hold and shift shape, live a longer day      Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate fate            Astrologist, colleges follow this through the metropolis      The dominant brown bomber, I'm in it, being prominent      Walking it, mean walking it, clean the scene, stalking it      Volcanic, got ya'll panicking, false canyon      And, awe wait, all day      Outlandish bandits be slandering what we mastering cause they can't catch us      They all pray for our downfall   Maybe one day, sike         You never get no balance if you're crooked so play right, snake   I'm mongoosing on you, stormtrooping through your form         Oncoming, enslaught, on one      Chopping you, I'll tomahawk, trauma hawk      On running (?), rocking shit 'till I was born         You're a Tom Thumb and I'm King Kong Bundy   Strong thunder, all summer long, keep on coming      Dawn, dusk, night, morning      I'll bust tight poems      Raw, just might (?) ya'll      With the white motive, motivation            Motivate, accelerate, never wait, know your weight, throw away hate      Grow and make weight of your older gates      Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate faith      Just motivate, accelerate, never wait, show the way, no escape      Take hold and shift shape, live a longer day      Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate faith