Xcpt. - 1 point 1 lyrics

[xcpt.] Verse 1: Two misfits buckle in for the jam The silence trickles down with the hourgla** sand The wings of my wit like a bridge in their span We interrupt the quiet with a kick and a clap Settle in it, the music is medicinal Penicillin, beneficial, soothin' any set of issues Floor vibratin', the flow rehydratin' The soul finds haven n' soars to high places Hook: Break it down now / the city's on fire /hold your ground now /city's on fire Verse 2: My invention is psychadelic in high percentage Gettin' hyper with it, you still decipherin' it My commitment goes beyond just the limits of the norm The minute the lyric is born, see it gone I was incog, then i got involved, with improv That's when my image was installed Burnin' plants, crops in rotation Pa**in' it around just as often as statements Verse 3: Too many blunts down, unwound, can't spring into action Been such a ba*tard, wings with attachments, missiles Mc dismissal, brush em off, steel bristles Go against the grain, the pain mayne, shave years off your life Down the drain, leaky faucet, squeaky clean profits None illegal on paper, words are vapour Raider, slay the masqueraders, the chaps hate us Stab backs with sabres, vader, married to the smith like jada Tailor fitted hood and scythe to every hood in sight Good night