El-P - Squeegee Man Shooting lyrics

(F F) - A - A - N - N - T - T - T (Remember.. ) A - A - S - S - TTT - I - I (Remember.. ) C - C - D - D - A - A - M - M (Remember.. ) AAA - GGG - EEE (This is indelible.. ) E - E Yo, 1985 got red top live and it was Ten to the decibel, my lifelong prize, so I was Part of the pack, pardon that, that's fact I stole, part of a track and started to rap (map the growth) Try to explain, okay, the Koch era frame Hardly a game, no marketing just art in the train Station Exchange, the flickered lights start to change Same in the brain when I watched the walls spark names Parked in the car with pa dukes at four deuce There was a, Double rumble study kung fu loop But we had, at the car wash that cost less cash, a blast I'd imagine that the water was rising fast Quarter in hand at the light for the squeegee man Adult life squeegee man shot, cops hand That's a lot of bad conversion, that's certain Homeless hustle lost to the dark of the blue curtain And it was fourth grade, I got high top played Sported the black and red Jordan bootleg craze And when the big kids zeroed in I'd wince I haven't let my mother buy me bootleg since (cuz' it was) 1985 got red top live and it was ten to the decibel, my lifelong pride, so I was part of the pack, pardon that, that's fact I stole, part of a track and started to rap (map the growth) 1985 got red top live and it was ten to the decibel, my lifelong pride, so I was part of the pack, pardon that, that's fact I stole, part of a track and started to rap (map the growth) Get live y'all (live y'all) live y'all (live y'all) live y'all (live y'all) live y'all (to the NYC) Get live y'all (live y'all) live y'all (live y'all) live y'all (live y'all) live y'all (live live live) Get five ya'll (five y'all) five ya'll (five y'all) five ya'll (five ya'll, to the Krazy Kings) Get five ya'll (five y'all) five ya'll (five y'all) five ya'll (five y'all) five five five Trace back, trace the faces with the same life song Different borough, same place, Eddie Murph got Raw After cla**, got hara**ed, bully hurt us all He tried to, run my Nintendo game in Fulton Mall A fighter, that's what you made, now I fight for fun I fight for acme lab rat experiment son Pulsate like a Theremin rigged to big drums Seen, Halloween battles in Brooklyn, eggs and shaving cream We're gonna spray it on your whole damn team and then Make the dash laughing bout the whole damn thing We won, we can laugh about that, cause that's fun In the 80's Deceps took fame (good run) I took a name too, and so it begun And wrote raps in my room, sipping Capri suns In fact, studied the cadences of Kool Moe Dee and Rick Put my name into their rhymes and then practiced it Put my brain pattern on fly and I mastered it Dad played jazz when he drank, it's no accident Hands on the piano and make my foot tap to it Different path, same love, Dad, thanks for pa**ing it 1985 got red top live and it was ten to the decibel, my lifelong pride, so I was part of the pack, pardon that, that's fact I stole, part of a track and started to rap (map the growth) 1985 got red top live and it was ten to the decibel, my lifelong pride, so I was part of the pack, pardon that, that's fact I stole, part of a track and started to rap (map the growth) (F F) - A - A - N - N - T - T - T (Remember) A - A - S - S - TTT - I - I (Remember (indelible bankroll) C - C - D - D - A - A - M - M (Remembe) (Place no faith in the majority) AAA - GGG - E - E - E - E (for me it's either rhyme or euthanasia)