the surface

Flobots - Cracks in the Surface

lrc by Jermen

The water level's rising, the water level's rising

Everyone alive sing: Who will turn the tide?

Bring about land grabs sand bags bring 'em out

It's hard to yell with the Atlantic in your mouth.

Cracks in the surface, cracks in the surface, tick tick tick tick,

Cracks in the surface, cracks in the surface, tick tick tick tick.

One becomes two becomes three becomes four

Our sound waves run your city like parkour

Provokin' encores but we know you want more

That's what we're doing this for.

Four becomes three becomes two becomes one

The metamorphosis cannot be undone

We burst forth from the land toward the sun

And transform, the adce has begun.

Like Mary J I'm obliged to hollerate and prophesy

Nostradamus on the topics often dropped on open mics

When both sides are vocalized the crowd spits the dopest lines

Efforts gain significance like overdrives of dopamine.

These narcissists forget to do their exercise,

confused by what success implies

Name drop successive tries in drive thrus to get extra fries

Emancipating free speech when I run my mouth terminal

cancer patients say 'Hey when's the C.D. coming out?'

Rhyming enigma I keep 'em guessing

My rhymes are like ribbons when I wrap the present

Recapture lessons, the ancestors prefaced

In deference to how we break it down to the essence

'Cause there're cracks in the surface, nobody wants to see 'em

Strategic war games don't call 'em human beings

They call 'em like they want 'em for a prop in their battle rap

But Solomon and Math will dap after play the track backwards

Because there's too much death energy

Let it be a muse sing to your best enemy

Never let it be your task master,

let's finish things alive with oppression and disaster diminishing.

Break, them, down. Break, them, down. Break, them down...