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letra de all things music - teddy robinson

[verse 1]
(yeah)
all things music a good do-er
rap is just a prelude
bask up in this album like satisfaction with good food
been attracting the prominent, twenty-first til’ infinity
that’s the century and i’m centered in your affinity
wine cellar rap, hocus pocus and empty bottles up
class is just a mask, i ingest it all through a plastic cup
plastered like them addicts and art degrees in homeless’ baskets
rasping with his voice but through writing this one can feel the magic

i’ve never been that avid, just a selfish dude
my ego had me feelin’ like filling your shelf is due
like, k!lling a couple thou pages full of blabber-mouthed
blabber like my bladder just can’t settle for toilets now
toying with the earnest vow, ploys and muses of the world
unemployed and written down haunting passages and words
daunting that which is to come, remembrance i crave it some
drink until i sleep but then in my dreams i’m still on the run

[verse 2]
so here i am, p-ssed, drunk, the whole bottle is spilled
hail ale and whiskey like an irishman with stains on my kilt
blood on my irises i’m lying down on top of the altar
altered by factors of severe oxidation, i falter
clamor to glamor with the stardom, eternity spent
deceiving minds like eying you at a fraternity tent
the i and u and o is backwards have this french chick on my saltine
then back up in the action brush the dirt off when they all scream
passages impassive, close your eyes and feel the magic
have you passionate the moment you hear the sound of my fingers snapping
now brush the dirt of girl your body is sick
go out and purchase twenty copies, aye my album’s legit
standing lone on top of this sh-t
hoping from saving from my loved ones and i’m hearing them call
i guess that i should be with them, i hope that they’ll find a way as to keep it moving after hearing my fall

[verse 3]
we skipped paces for flight and looked forward to not be stranded
granted marble floors won’t still constitute as a chain and handcuffs
hand us cleansing from the dandruff, the rancid never ask much
lever livers for a feast and elope at the speed of ambush
we grope and we dance and make love, like time gon’ end
instill more craving for each other every day that we spend
distill the mental stills of us into glory the truth is untrue
to and fro as passion turns to a pessimism that numbs you
empathize that in turn, we’re turning back on our epiphanies
thoughts and ponderings of the self are swarming like k!ller bees
k!ll a beat then smile over salt water, i’m able
whether drowning stranded live or deadbeat, i’ll still be stable
i cease flight as i turn to the confines that finely shaped me
unsavory, yet the state i created if say i need be
on my own and not a bone to pick, just another shallow pr-ck
the curtain’s closed, the mind narrows, those marble floors is k!llin’ it

[outro]
and all is well, i can’t explain it
i don’t feel comfort if i’m not creating
we write poems as a way of staying
amidst the sane, it’s a curse but we appreciate it
and all is well, we can’t explain it
we don’t feel comfort if we’re not creating
we write rhymes as a way of staying
amidst the sane, it’s a curse but we appreciate it

- teddy robinson

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