K-OS - Mr. Telephone Man lyrics

I keep it rocking now knocking on heaven's door Looking for answers from a Femme fatale hardcore What am I looking for? I just don't know I orchestrate flows but not for dough And really though I got a triple seven area code From the side of the road About way past suppertime Bust a rhyme on her To alleviate the drama But the more that I explore her It's double I feel ignore her Ant on the hill, a worker bee to the queen Of vocabulary arts burning hearts of human beings True human becoming I'm running But cunning the number one stunner Persona is chaseable Making one replaceable And damn every time I think I want to face her With some tickets to the ball standing in the elevator On my way to her palace I get up to the seventh floor Then jet to the fire exit door with faith no more [Chorus] Mr. Telephone Man won't you help me with my line When I call the triple seven I get machine every time And I wonder if it's possible you're playing with my mind And I really want to know you won't you please give me a sign And whoa it's a long way down Said whoa it's a long way down from the fall from grace We went from pagers, beepers, phones, to creepers Ringtones, text messages, not reaching Speaking close all up in my receiver Afraid to meet in person the dial tone deceiver Pick up, hang up, break up, banger Man I wanna press every bu*ton Atlanta Area code South Beach number I forgot it We cross bionic style exotic forget about it Now here's what I'm thinking Is this ship sinking? While we're dancing and drinking Could we be at the brink and? Mr. Telephone Man I call you every night You never answer my call I'm starting to get uptight I guess I'll keep rhyming designing and flipping the script And dancing on my own time In my own mind but wait It seems this Mr. Telephone Man Is a woman with a man in the palm of her hand damn [Chorus] Mr. Telephone Man won't you help me with my line When I call the triple seven I get machine every time And I wonder if it's possible you're playing with my mind And I really want to know you won't you please give me a sign And whoa it's a long way down Said whoa it's a long way down from the fall from grace I said I really want to have a talk Get your hands off my mic don't grab it off I said I really want to have a talk Get your hands off my mic don't grab it off I said I really want to have a talk Get your hands off my mic don't grab it off I said I really want to have a talk Get your hands off my mic don't grab it off