Rebuild

[Hook]
I see these pictures on the wall
And the people look upset
And they all look full of regret
Because they can't escape the frame
Well I'm no lame, I'll break it into pieces
Show me a system you know I'll beat it
Life is like legos, gotta keep building
Smash that building, THEN REBUILD IT

[Verse 1]
Once the peacoat come off, the pomade come out;
The drums get rung out; the words get sung out
I'm cold. Rockin' a Snuggie. I'm so bold
With a fist in the air, I promise I won't fold
I won't' stop either. Trippin' off ether
Musta been that boom-bap that knocked him on his keister
Or that Bruce Springsteen
Reaganomics baby bubba, so you know I'm a fiend
I was dreaming bout songs that they didn't even make yet
Rip the mic' on my Fisher Price tape deck
Check out my melody. I wanna go ape-shit
Clappin' to Tracy Chapman in the basement
No genres; just a lot of new soul
That rhythm nation gave that little dude hope
Can't cope. No dope - no ill shit
Feelings coming back cause you know we gon' rebuild it

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
We breathe life, dodge pain, and sing loud
Egalitarian constructs we kings now
We're not pions. The type of shit we on -
- is cold shoulder bold. No mold. We stay freon
So we're liquid, but still viscous
When shit breaks we ain't looking for a quick fix
This ain't 8th grade science class, dip-shit
Chemistry's organic; can it with the Bisquick
We stay hungry; pancakes for handshakes
No hang overs. The buzz becomes mandate
Rebuild bridges. Send out the pigeons
Carry the words. We purge what's divisive
And reunite when the lightning strikes
No Ben Franks, but that's how you know the price is right
We tie keys to kites, and let 'em spark up
Dreams become real; congeal like Don Darko

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
They throwing stones like they're running out of ammo
We going hard like motherfucking Rambo
But no first blood, and no virgins
They put the fine print in motherfucking cursive
They're tryna trick us, but we're in Comic Sans
Lower cased - we don't overstate the common man
It's no big deal; it's just music right?
Maybe yes, maybe no, maybe use it right?
I know I'm trying to. I know you're trying too
Find peace, find love, find Bonaroo
But it's a contradiction when the hate is felt
You should prolly talk shit, and try and take the belt
But the belt means shit when you zoom out
That top spot might as well be a tomb now
You find weakness, turn it into strength
Build a foundation to bury all the hate- till we're home
And the lights get cut on, we all in as they play the fight song
We toast drinks while we right where we wronged
In with the good air, bad air be gone
But unfiltered we are not stilted
Double entendres will be not jilted
Cuz' we love the love that we live for
Concrete set but yet we still build more