Baba Brinkman - Induction lyrics
[Baba Brinkman - Induction lyrics]
These riddles I write
In the middle of the night
Got me livin' alive
With a little bit of spice
I'm not a literal type so I consider it wise
To deliver the hype in a critical light
And minimalize the subliminal – psyche!
If I'm winnin' the fight
And beginnin' to thrive
It's 'cause I'm not liftin' the mic
And grippin' it tight to be given a prize
Or fixin' my sight on a visible height
To legitimatize my difficult plight
'Cause if I did then I might
Just limit the size of my physical flight
And get cynical, right?
Let the pinnacle rise
'Til the minute is ripe i'll give it a nice
Welcome when it arrives
At the end of my life
When my differences, like reciprocal sides
At the edge of the knife together unite
In the middle of the night
Got me livin' alive
With a little bit of spice
I'm not a literal type so I consider it wise
To deliver the hype in a critical light
And minimalize the subliminal – psyche!
If I'm winnin' the fight
And beginnin' to thrive
It's 'cause I'm not liftin' the mic
And grippin' it tight to be given a prize
Or fixin' my sight on a visible height
To legitimatize my difficult plight
'Cause if I did then I might
Just limit the size of my physical flight
And get cynical, right?
Let the pinnacle rise
'Til the minute is ripe i'll give it a nice
Welcome when it arrives
At the end of my life
When my differences, like reciprocal sides
At the edge of the knife together unite