Telegram-Saul Williams

[ti:Telegram] [ar:Saul Williams] [al:Saul Williams] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.32]Telegram - Saul Williams [00:01.08]Written by：Saul Williams/MillerJenifer [00:03.13] [00:08.20]I'm falling up flights of stairs [00:09.71]Scraping myself from the sidewalk [00:11.79]Jumping from rivers to bridges [00:12.81] [00:13.73]Drowning in pure air [00:15.14]Hip hop is lying on the side of the road [00:17.21]Half dead to itself [00:18.14] [00:18.68]Blood scrawled over it's mangled flesh like jazz [00:21.67]Stuffed into an oversized record bag [00:23.79]Tuba lips swollen beyond recognition [00:25.44] [00:26.28]Diamond studded teeth [00:27.48]Strewn like rice at karma's wedding [00:29.45]The ring bearer bore bad news [00:31.53]Minister of information wrote the wrong proclamation [00:34.02]And now everyone's singing the wrong song [00:36.49]Dissonant chords find necks like nooses [00:38.84]That ni**a kicked the chair from under my feet [00:41.21]Harlem shakin' from a rope but still on beat [00:43.83]D*mn that loop is tight [00:45.35]That ni**a found a way to sample the way the [00:47.22]Truth the light [00:47.99]Can't wait to play myself at the party tonight [00:50.69]Niggas are gonna die [00:52.03]Cop car swerves to the side of the road [00:54.12]Hip hop takes it's last breath [00:56.07]The cop scrawls vernacular manslaughter on a yellow [00:58.47]Pad then balls the paper into his hand [01:01.12]Deciding he'd rather free style [01:02.85]You have the right to remain silent [01:04.80]You have the right to remain silent [01:06.28]And maybe you should have [01:07.86]Maybe you should have [01:09.08]Before your bullsh*t manifested [01:10.32]These thugs can't f**k with me [01:12.49]They're too thugged out [01:13.68]Niggas think I'm bugged out [01:15.12]Cause I ain't sean John [01:16.21]Or lugged out [01:16.90]This ain't hip hop no more son [01:18.75]It's bigger than [01:19.40]That [01:20.05]This ain't ghetto no more black [01:21.96]It's bigger than black [01:23.31]So where my aliens at [01:25.14]Girl we all illegal [01:26.59] [01:27.16]This system ain't for us [01:28.89]It's for rich people [01:30.31]And you ain't rich [01:31.90]Dawg you just got money [01:33.80]But you can't buy sh*t to not get hungry [01:36.90]Telegram to hip hop [01:38.24]Dear hip hop stop [01:39.71]This sh*t has gone too far stop [01:41.51] [01:42.09]Please see that turntables [01:43.06]And mixer are returned to kool [01:44.38]Herc stop [01:45.51]The ghettos are dancing off beat [01:47.33]Stop [01:48.06]The master of ceremonies have forgotten [01:49.56]That they were once slaves [01:50.82]And have neglected [01:51.55]The occasion of this ceremony [01:53.36]Stop [01:54.10]Perhaps we should not have encouraged them [01:55.59]To use cordless microphones for they have [01:57.39]Walked too far from the source [01:59.24]And are emitting a lesser frequency [02:00.59] [02:01.52]Stop [02:02.13]Please inform all interested parties that [02:03.84]Cash nor murder have been included to list of elements [02:06.55] [02:07.11]Stop [02:07.52]We are discontinuing our line [02:09.17]Of braggadocio in light of the current trend in realness [02:11.51] [02:12.08]Stop [02:12.62]As an alternative we will be [02:13.82]Confiscating w**d supplies [02:15.30]Replacing them with magic mushrooms in hopes [02:17.18]Of helping niggas see beyond [02:18.93]Their reality [02:20.25]Stop [02:20.72]Give my regards to brooklyn [02:22.90] [02:35.56]These thugs can't f**k with me [02:37.82]They're too thugged out [02:39.22]Niggas think I'm bugged out [02:40.62]Cause I ain't sean John [02:41.65]Or lugged out [02:42.28]This ain't hip hop no more son [02:43.99]It's bigger than [02:44.55]That [02:45.15] [02:45.76]This ain't ghetto no more black [02:47.51]It's bigger than black [02:48.65]So where my aliens at [02:50.59]Girl we all illegal [02:52.55]This system ain't for us [02:54.08]It's for rich people [02:55.86]And you ain't rich [02:57.20]Dawg you just got money [02:59.45]But you can't buy sh*t to not get hungry [03:02.79]These cats can't f**k with me I purr purple [03:06.24]Sold increased toe shell like a turtle [03:09.52]I walk the streets like the lie that I'm telling [03:12.80]One listener grips me [03:15.08]And starts yellin [03:16.16]I see through speakers [03:17.92]I speak what's seen [03:19.48]I eat and shed [03:21.39]I sleep and dream [03:23.18]I walk the streets of London [03:24.43]Like know what I mean [03:26.18]And chillin' at waggamama [03:27.92]Eatin' crib soy beans [03:29.48]It's like that