Saul Williams - That's What's Up lyrics

[Intro] Martyr, loser, king The only winning move is not to play [Verse 1] And when the church bells started ringing I was the first one to wake up And listen old man You ain't got no rhythm You ain't got no rhythm And that's what's up I'm mister martyr, loser, king now So let the children fill my cup And listen old man You ain't got no rhythm You ain't got no rhythm And that's what's up And you can go ask Mother Mary-y-y-y-y Because the poets know what's up [Interlude: Spoken] This poet, he walked out on stage And he just knew when was gonna do There was a grande piano on stage And he walked and vomited inside the piano [Verse 2] And you can go ask Chuck Bukowski Because the poets know what's up And listen old man You ain't got no rhythm You ain't got no rhythm And that's what's up They say I look like Paul McCartney Owen Steller's in a huff And listen old man You ain't got no rhythm You ain't got no rhythm And that's what's up I'm mister martyr, loser, king now So let the children fill my cup And listen old man You ain't got (got, got, got) no rhythm You ain't got no rhythm And that's what's up