Axis Tilt

The city is on acid

The city is on fire,

The city is on acid, fire.

Joelistics verse l

Paint a picture with language and memory

Beaten in to shape with the rhythm and melody

My performance more like therapy

Translate poetry to punishable herasy

So you know it clichés the enemy

Freestyles skill level more like telepathy

Word play grey matter designed for damaging

Down for the chaos, gettin up anarchy

And i’m managing heart beat galloping

And i’m actually gravity’s mannequin

And i’m back again there in the front

Tryna make sense but the sense don’t come

It don’t matter tonight i’m brave

My behavior strange and deprave

I stay awake for days on end with an mpc and a mic and a pen

I gotta problem with space. there’ lots of it

But in the city you can’t get enough of it

I like the touch of it, infinite, rush from it.

In life we stand on the cusp of it.

In death we dress in the best of it

That’s the promise that we keep when we borrow from it.

It takes a body and a heart

To stay solid

You gotta heart tell me what you get from it.

The city is on acid

The city is on fire,

The city is on acid. fire.

Count bounce verse 2

The city got reception, cross interference

Speed through tunnels rap feel got the clearance

Slack on the beat like smack on the dealers

Watch the beat drop street got heat

Not one of them on me

Fear not i’m fearless

You can fake the fantasy but cant fake the realness

Cause the dumps just got the land fill in it

And the waste of the city some stealing it

And these words are a back alley deal

And it ain’t that hard for you to tell who’s feeling it

Cause mamma got a gun and she’s holding it

Hip hop interrogator sill not solving it

Drop out demonstrator finger on the pulse

Cant ever take the heart or the soul from it

Drunk / sober the night ticks over

As the rays of the sun draw closer

Shed light on the ugliness running this

In a cypher outside the pub and shit magic

Ignite like match stick

Still pumpin out smoke with the factories

Plug into the feed now fantasy

No game now to play all reality

No switch for you to go and rerecord it

Move foreword the future calls it

And all 4 walls are like mediatronic

Snow crash the brain no trees for the forest

With the streets in chaos are the demons upon us

Or we the beings who be bringer on the ruckus?

Joelistics verse 3

Language is a virus

That breeds in the silence

Feeds on the minds of people who devised it

The books and the poems and the slang that designed it

Reality defined by the words we assign it,

We gave a name to the apple and the diamond

Dive in the depth in the realm of poseidon

Speak with a breath that ring like the horizon

Meaning has a melody that rings like a siren

Sings like a siren spins like a dj

Playin for the players in the arkum asylum

Now hit the replay and analyse timing

And look what i made harnessing lightning

To battle the right wing and travel the day

See what the night bring

Get out of the way..