Kid Called Computer - Speak Low lyrics

[Verse 1: Mac Lethal] Hey yo speak low, your voice can't shatter my eagerness These kids still draw sand patterns with fingertips And try to catch balloons so they can stuff em in their shirts I finished all the puzzles that are underneath the skirts Of these girls plagiarizing didn't read without something In my lungs vaporizing, hit the weed without puffing It's like I can't acknowledge misery without bluffing The most violent fights tend to be about nothing Absolutely nothing, nothing but a lack of control Or the need to make another person back up, patrol Comes siren spinning eagles beaming even with the cherries lit People rather die before they feel any embarra**ment Pretty and careless with witty old phrases Just to get a giggle the world'll spit in your faces like pew But what you gonna do? Let it cripple your steps The end is serious in d**h, infinite jest [Hook] Sweet love, won't you please speak low? You got a sweet love, won't you please speak low? You gotta hush, understand there ain't no rush And that my patience is a little too sensitive to touch So sweet love, won't you please speak low? You got a sweet love, won't you please speak low? You gotta hush, understand there ain't no rush And now my patience is a little too sensitive to touch [Verse 2: Mac Lethal] Speak low, you're weakening the stock Cause all you do is talk talk talk talk talk like 2Pac In interviews so cra** and ravenous Pa**ionately soaking me in old-fashioned adages Reload, my ego is so damn savage That it sometimes convinces me that I'm above average Below madness, right here, right there If I never heard your voice again I probably wouldn't care So just stare with the jolly crooked stare Finding people like me in Hollywood is rare See I don't act, I don't retract any statements And I don't give a f** where all the cuteness in my face went I got a belly and I'm balding on my skelly And I'm not in need of food, love, or money so I'm wealthy My well-being works like this, I'm satisfied with my life Therefore I'm rich, get it? [Hook] Sweet love, won't you please speak low? You got a sweet love, won't you please speak low? You gotta hush, understand there ain't no rush And that my patience is a little too sensitive to touch So sweet love, won't you please speak low? You got a sweet love, won't you please speak low? You gotta hush, understand there ain't no rush And now my patience is a little too sensitive to touch [Verse 3: Mac Lethal] Everybody's f**ing out their minds Everybody's acting like we're running out of time Like time is so precious, your patience is tested by this place This place of rotten rancid faith This taste, this cotton candy taste Comes when I spew waste out over the boom ba** So let's discuss time, I see you get upset when you gotta wait in line When you're in a traffic jam getting plagued with personal troubles The whole entire universe is bursting your bubble Like this world is yours, so selfishly sure that Everybody's else's intentions are impure The universe is shaped exactly like the earth If you go straight long enough you'll end up where you were The only thing that matters is the changing of the shapes If you want to time travel just stand in one place [Hook] Sweet love, won't you please speak low? You got a sweet love, won't you please speak low? You gotta hush, understand there ain't no rush And that my patience is a little too sensitive to touch So sweet love, won't you please speak low? You got a sweet love, won't you please speak low? You gotta hush, understand there ain't no rush And now my patience is a little too sensitive to touch