Release Pt. 1, 2 And 3 Lyrics - Blackalicious

(Release) 

(Release) 

(Release) 

Prevalent melanin elephant bailin 

And carrying sedatives that'll give average lettermen callouses 

Wrecking with savageness, catalyst 

Battling rappers'll stagger right after the dagger is left in it 

Cherish ? (Release) Attica 

Shatter your algebra with calculus (give it up) 

Damage your pattern I'm pounding you so fabulous (give it up) 

Enough is enough is enough and I'm busting up outta this shell 

In eruption and rupture your structure the fuck with you (Release) 

Up in you and cut you a costumer 

Huffing and puffing, discussing absolutely nothing, disgusting 

Plus I'm feeling me rushing up in your country percussion 

No woman gets struck in the boundaries 

Wake up if your lunging, I'm something, you're nothing (Release) 

Now come see grunting, I'm hunting 

For one emcees running 

I'm stomping my foot through your army 

They couldn't have stopped me with shoties 

Oddity, why did he, why do these entire societies inside of societies 

And survivors still remain alive (Release) emcees 

Thriving to flow, opting to go 

Five hundred and fifty-five syllables to go 

Split em' with subliminal intentional dentinal pro 

Unlimited flow unriveted, inhibited, vindited 

Now you can't get rid of it like (Release) business 

Magnificent, intimate, in it with, in a minute, gonna be in a nicks 

In it with a gig, big fat heads like eggs Benedict 

Pigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol energy 

It's time I society beats release 

Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness 

By the time I caught up to freedom I was out of breath 

Grandma asked me what I'm running for 

I guess I'm out for the same thing the sun is sunning for 

What mothers birth their youngens for 

And some say Jesus coming for 

For all I know the earth is spinning slow 

Suns at half mast 'cause masses ain't aglow 

On bended knee, prostrate before an altered tree 

I've made the forest suit me 

Tables and chairs 

Papers and prayers 

Matter versus spirit 

A metal ladder 

A wooden cross 

A plastic bottle of water 

A mandala encased in glass 

A spirit encased in flesh 

Sound from shaped hollows 

The thickest of mucus released from heightened passion 

A man that cries in his sleep 

A truth that has gone out of fashion 

A mode of expression 

A paint splattered wall 

A carton of cigarettes 

A bouquet of corpses 

A dying forest 

A nurtured garden 

A privatized prison 

A candle with a broken wick 

A puddle that reflects the sun 

A piece of paper with my name on it 

I'm surrounded 

I surrender 

All 

All that I am I have been 

All I have been has been a long time coming 

I am becoming all that I am 

The spittle that surrounds the mouth-piece of the flute 

Unheard, yet felt 

A gathered wetness 

A quiet moisture 

Sound trapped in a bubble 

Released into wind 

Wind fellows and land merchants 

We are history's detergent 

Water soluble, light particles, articles of cleansing breath 

Articles amending death 

These words are not tools of communication 

They are shards of metal 

Dropped from eight story windows 

They are waterfalls and gas leaks 

Aged thoughts rolled in tobacco leaf 

The tools of a trade 

Barbers barred, barred of barters 

Catch phrases and misunderstandings 

But they are not what I feel when I am alone 

Surrounded by everything and nothing 

And there isn't a word or phrase to be caught 

A verse to be recited 

A man to de-fill my being in those moments 

I am blankness, the contained center of an "O" 

The pyramidic containment of an "A" 

I stand in the middle of all that I have learned 

All that I have memorized 

All that I've known by heart 

Unable to reach any of it 

There is no sadness 

There is no bliss 

It is a forgotten memory 

A memorable escape route that only is found by not looking 

There, in the spine of the dictionary the words are worthless 

They are a mere weight pressing against my thoughtlessness 

But then, who else can speak of thoughtlessness with such confidence 

Who else has learned to sling these ancient ideas 

Like dead rats held by their tails 

So as not to infect this newly oiled skin 

I can think of nothing heavier than an airplane 

I can think of no greater conglomerate of steel and metal 

I can think of nothing less likely to fly 

There are no wings more weighted 

I too have felt a heaviness 

The stare of man guessing at my being 

Yes I am homeless 

A homeless man making offerings to the after-future 

Sculpting rubber tree forests out of worn tires and shoe soles 

A nation unified in exhale 

A cloud of smoke 

A native pipe ceremony 

All the gathered cigarette butts piled in heaps 

Snow covered mountains 

Lipsticks smeared and shriveled 

Offerings to an afterworld 

Tattoo guns and plastic wrappers 

Broken zippers and dead eyed dolls 

It's all overwhelming me, oak and elming me 

I have seeded a forest of myself 

Little books from tall trees 

It matters not what this paper be made of 

Give me notebooks made of human flesh 

Dried on steel hooks and nooses 

Make uses of use, uses of us 

It's all overwhelming me, oak and elming me 

I have seeded a forest of myself 

Little books from tall trees 

On bended knee 

Prostrate before an altered tree 

I've made the forest suit me 

Tables and chairs 

Papers and prayers 

Matter vs. spirit, through meditation 

I program my heart to beat breakbeats and hum basslines on exhalation 

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The heaven-sent benevolent medicine man reverend 

Peddling deliverance that resemble amphetamines to 

The residents in the meadow of pestilence 

Who developed a chemical dependence on pessimism, now 

Is he is, or is he ain't 

The most distinctive speaker seeping through your sleepy speakers 

Yes he is, oh, yes indeed 

So distinguished, so close some people think half (?) 

Ain't no secret, people, trust me 

It's mostly hustling 

Moves me up strait 

But just focus on the gun scene 

Boasting and fussing 

They both so unproductive 

Suppose it go in my blood stream 

Let me post this question 

Ask anybody, just anybody 

They'll tell you that the antibody to the petty 

Potty mouth gots to be 

Success at something 

To be the best of something 

And not to stress the dumb shit 

Cause you ain't missing nothing 

You got to 

Motivate, accelerate, never wait, know your weight, throw away hate 

Grow and make weight of your older dates 

Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate fate 

Just motivate, accelerate, never wait, show the way, no escape 

Take hold and shift shape, live a longer day 

Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate fate 

Astrologist, colleges follow this through the metropolis 

The dominant brown bomber, I'm in it, being prominent 

Walking it, mean walking it, clean the scene, stalking it 

Volcanic, got ya'll panicking, false canyon 

And, awe wait, all day 

Outlandish bandits be slandering what we mastering cause they can't catch us 

They all pray for our downfall 

Maybe one day, sike 

You never get no balance if you're crooked so play right, snake 

I'm mongoosing on you, stormtrooping through your form 

Oncoming, enslaught, on one 

Chopping you, I'll tomahawk, trauma hawk 

On running (?), rocking shit 'till I was born 

You're a Tom Thumb and I'm King Kong Bundy 

Strong thunder, all summer long, keep on coming 

Dawn, dusk, night, morning 

I'll bust tight poems 

Raw, just might (?) ya'll 

With the white motive, motivation 

Motivate, accelerate, never wait, know your weight, throw away hate 

Grow and make weight of your older gates 

Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate faith 

Just motivate, accelerate, never wait, show the way, no escape 

Take hold and shift shape, live a longer day 

Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate faith