Saul Williams Twice The First Time Lyrics

I will not rhyme on tracks n____s on a chain
gang used to do that (Huh!) way back I will not rhyme over
tracks n____s on a chain gang used to do that (Huh!)
way back don't drop the beat on me don't drop
the beat no ah I am not the son of sha klak klak I am before that I am before I am before before
before death is eternity after death is eternity there is no death there's only eternity and i be riding on the
wings of eternity like CLA CLA CLA SHA KLACK KLACK GET ME THE f___ OFF THIS TRACK as if the heart
beat wasn't enough they got us using drum machines
now the hums of the machines tryin to make our drums
humdrums tryin to mute our magic insturments be
political prisioners up inside computers as if the heart
were not enough as if the heart were not enough and as heart beats bring percussions fallen trees bring
reprocussions citys play upon our souls like broken drums
redrum the essence of creation from city slums but
city slums mute our drums and our drums become humdrums cuz city slums have never been where our drums are from just the place where our daughters and sons become offbeat heartbeats slaves to city streets and
hearts get broken and heartbeats stop broken heartbeats
become breakbeats for n____s to rhyme on top, but.. i won't rhyme on top no tracks n____s on a chain
gang used to do that (Huh) way back i won't
rhyme over tracks n____s on a chain gang used to do that
(Huh) way back don't drop the beat no don't drop the beat noooo not untill
you've listen to Rakim on a rocky mountain top have
you heard hip hop extract the urban element which created
it and let a open wide country side illustrate it riding in a freight train in the freezing rain listening to Coltrane my reality went insane and i
think i saw Jesus he was playing hopscotch with Betty
Carter who was cursing him out in a scat-like
gibberish for not saying 'b___erfingers' and my
fingers run through grains of sand like seeds of time the pains of man the frames of mind which built
these frames which is the structure of my urban
superstructure the trains and planes can corrupt and
obstruct your planes of thought so you that forget how to
walk through the woods which ain't good cuz you
ain't never walked through the trees listenin'
to nobody beats the biz and you ain't never heard hip hop
and you must stop that d___ track from going... please don't drop the beat don't drop the beat
nooo and... I will not rhyme on tracks n____s
on a chain gang used to that (huh) way back (repeat) don't drop the beat noooo don't drop the beat
no don't drop the beat no don't drop the
beat heartbeat my heartbeat goes on and
on and on... yeah