Doomtree, P.O.S., Crescent Moon, Mike Mictlan, Sims - I'm Talking lyrics

On and on and on, and on it goes
On and on and on, and on it goes
On and on and on, and on it goes

It's time we tie the knot around that rock
We not in sync got me to stop and think
You ready to die for that link?
Is that check worth the ink?
Spell the word emergency in burgundy
Next to the dishes in your kitchen sink

With a short breath but a deep lung
I’m talking each four bars when the beat come
How come he comes with an outcome
And other ones talk to hear talk
Huh? Can you hear? Who’s that? Speak up
Voice that violence opinion is not choice
So choose your shhhh

Shimmy through every season
Silly crew brethren beefin'
Killing this Midwest region
Spillin' my breath and leaving
My thoughts on a page hot talk is cheap
No sleep til the pen drop
Reap til the beat stop til my heartbeat stop
Til my feet stop pressing on

Yeah, lay me down lay me down
Down with my pride
In a crate of instrumental demo tapes
As proof that I tried
Better not forget my my true love
Put her by my side
Throw my guitar in the back before we ride

But no one's hearing it
Lost in the gloss of a mirror again
Caught up in appearances
You thought you heard the truth
My god you must be hearing shit
With a new suit, you knew who's year it is
Three cheers for the spiritless
Still talking - but no one's hearing it

What about me? Sail this asphalt
Like the black seas
Pontius Pirate - hide this
Cross in the backseat
Black sheep - hand me the bad blood
Laughing at sand in the bathtub
No man is an island
And there ain't no message in that bottle
It's hollow - Exactly

I'm talking but no one's listening
Pissed off and whispering - stuck
Distancing self from life of a lot of love
Gotta hide from a lot of trust
Need a guide through the rust liable to bust
Style of a child gotta hush
Just need to push
Never been the type to shush
Just brush dust and walk

I'm talking about different times
I was a different man
Five brothers, different skin colors
Whatever's the plan
"St Paul Kings" tagged in a Murderap taxi
Hit the brakes in DC and
We finally crashed in Cali

To a blank page just filling in blank space
Why do we depend on these relationships
To fill in that blank space?
I hold the weight up for ransom
I take it because you take it for granted
Hold the leaves until they're
Breakin' my branches

I came, I saw i played Contra
You sang the song
We say the saga turned opera
The world is off-beat my heart is right on
But the beat don't stop me
It goes back to the
Back beat back to the concrete
Watch me keep walking

Yelling, screaming, demons, leaving, needing
Release so please, let these expell a piece
Telling, treating, life like
Greeting, needing, release so please
Let these expell the peace and give me
A shot of the hell you seek

I'm talking right now, to the all night
My boys around
While the midnight oil burn down
And the beat ain't gonna get turned down
Wine bottles, magazine models
And records on the ground four minds collide
Put a mic up to that sound - check it out

It goes on and on and on, and on it goes