Mice

(album: All In The Circle - 2015)

The weight has been lifted
I buried the knife (buried)
Here comes the elephant carried by mice
Here to marry the mic (marriage)
The one tusk cut dipped in blood
Now dare me to write (dare me)
Watch a murder of crows
Turn into a pack of wolves
And prowl the streets for the feast they owe
Fat sacks and a stack of gold
Get blown and turn back to crows
I hear evil I see evil, but I speak needle
Full of medicine for all of these dead people
Sight beyond sight
Carry the eyes of a dead eagle treaded in the twilight
Leather bag of bones browns when the sun is shown
Ten fingers that have touched the globe
Ten toes to the dusty road
One skull made of bone 'bout to touch the throne

Eskimo with an icepick
Chipping icebergs down when I write shit
Priceless life lives off papyrus
High into the sky
Catches fire and falls right into your iris
Wipe the ash from your eyelashes
And follow on the white rabbit
Tonight you might catch it (catch-it)
Been clinging on to madness
But I finally built a kingdom from my passion
So start to divvy up the cash and
I pull the next world wonder out the back alley trash can
A vision ever lasting
They try to get em' but they couldn't build a prison that would trap him
But in this land here the shaman's a king
Better follow your dreams or fall deep into the hollow of rings
I've gone into tomorrow it seems to suck the sorrow out, I spit my piece

Wake up face up with a heart to get right
And the world has gone wrong I'm darker than midnight
But I'm brighter than Zeus' strikes from rolling these two dice
Tell me the world ends well I guess we got tonight
Dance on my own grave this ground is now sacred
The art, well it takes time my hands well they take bread
The engine in my heart starts to run in on hatred
No one make it far in this world with the faceless
Raise out the graves that get dated to fallen
Goodbye for them now no I'm out for my calling
Staring out my chips 'bout to push them all in
Standing on the cliffs one slip and I'm falling

I wrote this one on Sunday with no sun rays
Under a grey and blue sky thinking one thing
Be a king by the time that the sun came
Now I rhyme while it shines like gold plates

I wrote this one on Sunday with no sun rays
Under a grey and blue sky thinking one thing
Be a king by the time that the sun came
Now I rhyme while it shines like gold plates

I wrote this one on Sunday with no sun rays
Under a grey and blue sky thinking one thing
Be a king by the time that the sun came
Now I rhyme while it shines like gold plates

I wrote this one on Sunday with no sun rays
Under a grey and blue sky thinking one thing
Be a king by the time that the sun came
Now I rhyme while it shines like gold plates

Here comes the elephant carried by mice
Carried by mice, ca-carried by mice
Here comes the elephant
Here comes the elephant
Here comes the elephant

Here comes the elephant carried by mice
Carried by mice, ca-carried by mice
Here comes the elephant
Here comes the elephant
Here comes the elephant

Here comes the elephant carried by mice
Carried by mice, ca-carried by mice
Here comes the elephant
Here comes the elephant
Here comes the elephant

Here comes the elephant carried by mice
Carried by mice, ca-carried by mice
Here comes the elephant
Here comes the elephant
Here comes the elephant