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letra de quantum hustle - captains of the imagination

[verse 1: dr koul]

listen to the parable, law of infinite variables
quantum hustles, omens for pharaohs
terrible, terminal truth, intangible
minimal formless informal critical moves!
feel where you walk, read streets and blocks
pebbles, cobblestones, more than just muscle and bones
you are the spark. miracle on which we embark
glimmer in the inner lyrical dark, spiritual or not
faith not knowledge is what keeps you up
so you paid to go to college, now do you eat enough?
just slaves to the bandits of organized law
history’s nothing more than an organized lie
who am i? (dr koul) i live love! flying to the lift-off
but my wings are invisible to the naked eye
bad chronicled to be pushed to the top
good fated to be fought for, hushed, and forgot

[scratches: dj tiny tim]

mathematics
to the street scene
mathematics
i use my intelligence!

[verse 2: imagine]

time is the blood of the universe, running through your veins
boiling on the stove of your conscience
ticking through your brain. pumping your heart
through dusk and dawn, night and day
the present must give you what you want
if only your actions abide by what you say
how put the mind over the matter
when the mind is shattered by the matter?
they teach us good manners
turn around and act like savages
respect brutally battered, causing m-ssive mental ravages
discourage as employee of the month
priests raping their language, makes me wonder
where we really came from? i guess the answer
lays within the anguish. broken dreams are what they feed
but hope and peace is what we need
so let’s choke this grief, reunite humanity and we’ll be free
(that’s real y’all!)

[scratches: dj tiny tim]

mathematics
to the street scene
mathematics
i use my intelligence!

[verse 3: evita koné]
rats in the same race, mice in the same maze
born and raised to partic-p-te in this cheddar chase
with hopes of something better than we’ve already acquired
while striving to climb higher in this twisted social ladder
make you madder than the hatter
make your thoughts pitter-patter
make your brain turn to batter, in your sleep your teeth chatter
hustle for a day, the next day, and the day after
more tears than laughter, the american dream shattered
my perception of good and bad is much worse
than it had been in the past, i crossed paths with the devil
he just patted me on the back, turned, gave me a grin
showed me the appeal of a path of sin
but every day we’re all faced with the same old battle
we gotta try to find new ways
to rob the snake, rob the snake, of his rattle

[trumpet: zacharie ksyk]

- captains of the imagination

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