Thomas J. Colburn - What's The Occasion lyrics

What's the occasion? Manipulating dark matter in my spaceship Orbiting the furthest star you can see with the eye when it's naked Tracing ancient languages Not Egyptian or Messopotamian Ones they hid from you for ages I'm an underground rapper but I made it out the basement These days I stayed the same But at the same time sh**'s changing That's alternate realities within my reality.. I'm back in that basement In the garage got gas in the generator These tabloids and publications ga**ing up that fake sh** Til I zip 'em up and send 'em on an infinite vacation I'm a method actor, acting out of character Accurate penmanship shattering your bars placement Categorize my rhymes one at a time You ain't f**ing with mines, take it like a mirror, face it The words I burn into the journal are eternal You get 8 sideways, kid I'm a deadly a**ailant, you're an edible arrangement I spent days at the range prepping for this engagement Like a wedding planner, now I'm ready for the game I bang ya head into the pavement Stain it red, you not ready for the danger... Place your wagers Battle you at the face off Rattle you, rip your face off... Now you faceless like Jaqen H'ghar You lack motivation I'ma push you toward innovation Use your imagination when you're creating Peddling, persuading, they selling us that fake sh** And telling us it's greatness For the past few generations we been Steadily disintegrating They ripping the soul from hip-hop's rib cages And sticking us in cages With felonies and pages It's outrageous... Once you hear that boom you in a box Give a f** if it's outdated The sound's crazy, don't downplay it I thank the originators For making sure the roads paved And giving us a lane for what we're saying It's all amazing Keep your eyes on the road but Don't forget where you came from You wouldn't be rapping without your inspirations That's the information, I'm out