Metacog (Watts) Lyrics
Sometimes a broken mirror shows it clearer
You know its here just like the holy ghost is near ya
I live the craziest life I know its weird
I don't play when I write this ain't Shakespeare in an open theatre
Nah its the middle kid in a middle seat
Just, trynna bite the bullet with his brittle teeth
Just, trynna get a good reception but my signals weak
Cuz of the miserable dribble I scribbled on them little sheets
I chill with stars littered with a million scars
And our monologue fills our bars like its film noir
Chills my heart illest part, this ain't the illest part
Keep brain storming like this will have to build an ark
This is what it sound like when a million march
Disturbing journey it nerves I still embark
I know it isn't smart, but I'm that brilliant spark
Who's luminescence proves a weapon to kill the dark
So I'm still here giving blood
Can't kill with fear what was built with love
My head is still above the illest flood I'm in a stir
Trying to administer the realest love before the minutes up
Surrounded without, yea, I'm quite a stout
This ain't the first time I tried to climb a mountain
Brainstorming's over ? my mind is clouded
But I give that blind sight with a divine light of shining down with
Still, there are things I shouldn't put aside
Undeniable truths that I couldn't hide
So many missteps that I took in stride
Staring death straight in his crooked eyes
While hes telling me to look alive
Yea, it coulda been dangerous
In a room full of lookers and plagiarists
Maybe I shouldn't of stated it but this the medicine not the spoon full of sugar that you ? with
No use fightin witch'yo tutor
He just trying to help you see the brightness in your future
I don't find the slightest bit of humor
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When an inter space introspection is [?flying?] the intruder
You can't ignore it when the God's holler
Or when master turns up the voltage on your shock collar
Selling your soul for top dollar
Gonna take more than meditation and Nag Champa to unblock these clogged chakras
As we maneuver and move through the system
Trying to defy the aspects of the human condition
In tune with vision ain't a new inhibition
We knew this as children but you didn't listen
So, class is in he's asking his questions
Brandishing lessons to expand the dimensions
Leave a lasting impression, blasting his weapon
On behalf of the last of his masochist brethren
Who, find the divine in the quiet times
And never color inside of the lines in it vital signs
This the dying tribe diatribe I inscribe
A blindfolded walking on wild side, smile wide
Devil's pot pile high, I can spy, detecting what was really intended for a private eye
The truth don't need to be stylized
So I started a restoration before the final slide was finalized
So let the feeble move aside
This is ego suicide so you can see the truth inside
And even if that evil do survive
This the oxygen so you can cerebral scuba dive
But they never gone listen
It's like the stairway to Heaven's gone missing
I used to be a Rebel Arm and in a ? mission
But now I just engage in some metacognition
Like...
I think about the thoughts that I think the stare them down until the force me to blink, listen (x4)
