Cryptic One - Pulp Non-Fiction lyrics

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Cryptic One - Pulp Non-Fiction lyrics

Sometime after birth After a very long search I unearthed certain burdens of Tyler Durden's self hurt Logically you can't heal without wounds Can't feel pain without pleasure Or measure brains without buffoons A wise man said Sharp tongue and dull mind are usually found confined to the same head Ability Is what you are capable of doing Motivation Determines just what you'll do Attitude Determines how well you do it Just a little theory I apply to my life style and music A pessimist looks at this land of milk and honey And sees only calories and cholesterol, dummy That's just water under the bridge you burnt That could have been used to douse the flames if you were truly concerned Even a firm grip slips when the task is to grasp a wish A wish is the fish The goal is the lure that tricks the wish to fall for hope… thats bait A great mind is the line that pulls the fish out the lake See the bigger the fish, the bigger the bait The bigger the wish, the longer the wait The more goals you make the more you can take The more bait, the more you can hook The more you rely on fate, the less you will cook The less you cook, the less you eat The less you eat, the more that your stomach feels empty and weak The more empty your stomach the more fish you require The more you fall and plummet the more you desire To break free from this repetition complete And lose site of your vision, your mission left unreached Windnbreeze: You and your crew are so happy to punchlines I beat paragraphs of diction To a pulp and thats not fiction Im Giving you a brief taste Of the glowing contents of my briefcase Jestoneart: Atoms Family nuclear waste X2 If you're uncertain and ask a question, you might be fool for a night But dont ever ask that question and be a fool for your entire life Fire strikes fear when near unless you are freezing Silence is music to the ear, unless you are hard of hearing Start cheering if your a true believer In utilizing this artform and mic as a tweezer To remove splinters in fingers from climbing the tree of life To get to the top to realize the fruit was far from ripe Infact it was rotten to the core Shook the tree, the apple fell far from it… didn't land on the floor Landed on Newton, my rhymes used in theories of gravity? Is it fact or fiction? Genius or insanity? Atoms Family packs language and facts Perhaps traps magical raps To make your plans crack and collapse Into nothing And nothing could be stranger than nothing In the hands of a man thats damned to stay a pain glutton I can change nothing to something with ease Hunting MCs with brain crushing steez Yeah yeah you better believe My steelo Shoot foes under the table like Greedo Got done by Han in New Hope Challenge Atoms language and we'll manage to leave your crew broke Windnbreeze: You and your crew are so happy to punchlines I beat paragraphs of diction To a pulp and thats not fiction Im Giving you a brief taste Of the glowing contents of my briefcase Jestoneart: Atoms Family nuclear waste X2 We all have photographic memories with incoming bills and cash If we owe loot? Still photographic… with no film or flash Take the negative develop it in this dark room Its imperative to start soon No wasting time Must depart from the gloom But pace your climb No room for fatigue in this race through time Im out for first place worst case Accept nothing less Starting point: my birthplace Finish line: d**h Call me crazy Im that form with a kite in a lightning storm Screaming: ”It's all about the Bemjamins baby” Franklins, inventing trapping of energy Harnessed to essentially Charge this aggressively Darkness broken Pictures soaking In liquids floating In a boat called ambition No fiction is allowed This guy is disguised in the skies as a cloud To rain on your parade and thunder loud Windnbreeze: You and your crew are so happy to punchlines I beat paragraphs of diction To a pulp and thats not fiction Im Giving you a brief taste Of the glowing contents of my briefcase Jestoneart: Atoms Family nuclear waste X2