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one last word - catalyst. lyrics

[verse 1]
you know the dude has gotta utilize the tools that god gave him
how long will it take? i’m not lazy, i just lost patience
they’re looking for a hook but i brought pages
when it all comes to a head, like trotsky, i’ll concave it
in a restaurant stacking salt shakers
better sеnt to the sky than scattered on pavеment
upon placing his hat adjacent to mat
saying if they pass lateral, i’ll take it
archimedes’ crown, measure water displacement
heart is beating loud, sever arteries and taste it
metallurgy, then i met a clergyman who changed it
the chemistry of gens are the lessons that we take in
still stealing homes, ideology is baseless
not a net gain, it ain’t painless
don’t get complacent and complain until your aching
write it all in pen so that they can’t erase it
[chorus]
one last word for the ones in the back
and the huns from the past
on the public behalf
whatcha doing?
whatcha doing?
whatcha doing?
hi*hats, high horse, running to the trap
caught up in a snare
catch a tempo and double back
where are you going?
where are you going?
where are you going?
one last word for the ones in the back
and the huns from the past
on the public behalf
whatcha doing?
whatcha doing?
whatcha doing?
hi*hats, high horse, running to the trap
caught up in a snare
catch a tempo and double back
where are you going?
where are you going?
where are you going?
[verse 2]
open up the notebook, going through the motions
everything you’ve jotted down is coming out soulless
it’s because you’re not focused, channel robert moses, and zone in
find where you’re potent and hone it
everybody’s out of touch and i’ve got the potion
better pop that bubble like blackrock brokers
industry juggernauts all move units like a landlord
the whole underground stays homeless
left out in the cold but it’s cool because the streets hot
too much free thought and not enough critical *n*lysis
we’re circling the funnel of fascism
everybody just waiting on the beat drop
zero*sum game, seesaw in the tetons
distilling polarization, call it beef broth
whether stones in the buckets or hoes in abundance
it’s all platonic: greek thought

[chorus]
one last word for the ones in the back
and the huns from the past
on the public behalf
whatcha doing?
whatcha doing?
whatcha doing?
hi*hats, high horse, running to the trap
caught up in a snare
catch a tempo and double back
where are you going?
where are you going?
where are you going?
one last word for the ones in the back
and the huns from the past
on the public behalf
whatcha doing?
whatcha doing?
whatcha doing?
hi*hats, high horse, running to the trap
caught up in a snare
catch a tempo and double back
where are you going?
where are you going?
where are you going?
[verse 3]
i spent yesterday waiting on tomorrow
woke up in my bed and it’s yesterday again
doing origami with a hater in a pinch
because these internet personas always paper thin
shooting for the hoop and i made it to the bin
got a razor scooter, you can take it to the shin
got a couple bucks, you can save it for a check
got a couple checks, you can dictate sin
i never made a dime off of rap
don’t try to make a line out of laps
if you’re on a hill, are you dying on that
you can climb off of that, you’ll remind me of jack
you don’t gotta mubarak when the riots attack
and if we hit a checkpoint, hide in the back
next time that the sirens are back
we can make like a pilot and fly to the past

[outro]

- catalyst lyrics

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