The Night We Called It A Day-Deepspace 5

The Night We Called It A Day - Deepspace 5 [manchild] When the moon shines at noontime, and the sun blazes at midnight Dark and light coincide, i stay inside and keep the lid tight Catch sight of the morning that passes by through my window Another child is born, another dies, and still the wind blows Spin slow drawn into strong voice of reason Standin' in snow thinkin' of summer, Just longin' for another season Belong in no particular region, but hear i stand Just rocked another show, just can't remember where i am And my family's far from here, but the stars are bright this evenin' Or this morning or this afternoon, just got here now i'm leavin' And i sure remember tomorrow just as clear as i do yesterday Never dance with the devil, cuz i can't afford that hell to pay Wanna blast through your speakers every time you press a "play" Wanna fix your phonograph so we could set the record straight Dear god i pray, just let me show this world a better way How you helped through your heart all the times i fell away I get to say these words and speak my peace to captive crowds Not certain if it's day or night, but i know the time is now And if we ever lose the purpose as a prelude to the sound Lets just call it a day, and burn my empire to the ground [listener] Amazingly, the cask of amontillado cracks wide open to vibrate your bravado Sewn up escape body bagger, like i'm the count of monte cristo World tour: me ill coffee shopping and we're coming to your bistro We show bright when it comes to your ability I'll be yelling out homonyms like i dwell in possibility We're gonna call it a day because i know you're feeling me Listener, rapper, a potpourri of life All synonyms to cornucopia; i'm so glad you have a wife In this wolf-eat-salmon world you better grab swords and sell your knives or You'll get chopped up by needle when it spins over to my rhyme, yo Rap music guys and self titled artists alike Please think twice before you say your things on the microphone I might not be, but i take it seriously When you really listen to the words and you're not just hearing me Day and night Wrong or right Spill our guts with every breath on the mike And hope you call it tight If it's blind, give it sight If it's dark, make it light Some call it music Deepspace calls it life [2x] [playdough] Workin' it out, placin' my feet to concrete Hittin' the street with a vengeance, stench is so sweet But bitter we consider every circle we pass Probl'y the reason that i'm breezin' through class so steadfast we push to find the bush that was burnin' Stayin' determined and yearnin' because the lessons we learnin' are life long It's my song i place to erase and transpose All these average joes with weak flows Who knows not the true an' livin' rose who ascended Blended with the beat; compete then apprehended Today's feelin' all right – color of nights Being blocked by the shock and the ray we playin' right Now i've gone a full day without some wackness heard The ones speakin' absurd are finally heeding my word And now i'm left with nothing else to say That'd be the night that i called it a day [sev statik] I'm gonna throw thoughts to a page Let 'em fall where they please Let 'em rise to the sky, rain down and form seas An ocean of possibilities to dwell in Yellin' at the top of my lungs; convicted by stone tablets as a felon A nocturnal being of love since the dawn of time Watch the sunrise in both my daughter's eyes Permanent shine, find my reflection inside Livin' to die, dyin' to live, with all glory given back to god [freddie bruno] It was the night that 24 turned into 12 Had to dust my spiral off from the top of the shelf On a blank page using the utensil of potential I'm diggin' in my brain so i could rip the instrumental With 20 bars left, and i'm consistent from the intro Lightin' candle sticks as the rain hits my window Need to focus in, take the topic and let it flow Got 8 down for the count with 16 to go The writer's blocks are stepping stones Toward the metronome Erasing deadlines with headlines placed in my poem Nocturnal with my journal, a wordplay professor The aggressor, resembling soda cans under pressure I'm shaken but not stirred; deterred from my train of think Now i'm aligned; readjusted to infuse the ink I wanna handcuff the hands of time No grace period allotted for; here's the sunshine Day and night Wrong or right Spill our guts with every breath on the mike And hope you call it tight If it's blind, give it sight If it's dark, make it light Some call it music Deepspace calls it life [2x] [sintaxtheterrific] Bet i'm casting nets that dredge the deep blue ways of wet God's silhouette on watered palettes painted pink by suns that set Burnt from a long days work, but feelin' fine Tip its cap and pat the moon upon its back as day declines Catch the light switch as you slip into the evening And curtsey to the sun as it dips below the ceiling Feeling sorta satellite; like the wind beneath my wings Walk a tightrope of gravity; keep lunar kites on orbit strings Man on the moonlight like dream before my time Like the moon reflects the sun; i make the black begin to shine Like the moon rewinds the waters, makes the ocean recline I collapse your mind; i'm sintax the melancholy kind Redefine the best, framed fresh in terms of holiness Bless the mic device, 'cuz i get nice plus keep my conscience Hence i'll split the tense; mince words like sentence fragments Moondust or bust, cause i aint' in it for the cabbage The incandescent crescent spits its omnipresent flame But my fame would flicker out; my name sintax to wax and wane For the name above names, so glad that christ came The black burned bright the night we called it a day Shadows step on the one unearthed in every tongue Run underneath the cover of the night-time sun lungs broken and scraped; spoken on shattered breaks Pierce the black hole soul with my faith as i take Break minutes back from father time to coordinate seconds I surround the 11th hour with sound as my weapon Feelin' threatened coz they sweat the syndrome of the wicked Heading for your auditory where the listener would stick it Fix it with skill when it breaks from the construction Crushing your framework and far surpassing your presumption Sunrays buy your score; wind notes my surface sings Grey matter meteors on "record" for elohim And when the sun sets some one lets the mic down We pipe down, unplug it and leave it tied down But not before we retire the pen Knowin' tomorrow we'll be back just to do it again Shackled and scarred I still maintain my phrase on dark days A sullen world covered in pain So from dusk 'till dawn i represent his word Deepspace 5: sent to serve We travel in the sands of the lost and we understand We battle with the possible chance we take the cross on your block In your speakers dues is paid We out for a change in the night we called it a day