Pause
Breath, observe, listen
Scream PULL
The data then shatters clay pigeons
Fragments of ceramic dust settles to the earth
Paying dues through target practice to prove this verses worth
You're crying because I paid no mind? idiot
You got the cold shoulder now you're crying to your boys I had a chip in it
Forever stay silent
Don't sit there and pout
Use it up, wear it out, make it do, and do without
You're in a street car named desire with a flat tire
No spare, stuck on thin ice and the car just caught on fire
Now how's that for predicament, sticky
My suggestion don't spit your verses and if you do whisper it quickly
Or suffer miserably
If I hear even a small squeal
You're putting one foot in the grave
The other on a banana peel
You spew nothing but anti-fact
So before someone besides yourself puts a foot in it
Shut your f*cking trap
Yeah Cryptic might
Use the art of flow like
A needle to sew the lips of feeble foes closed tight
Yeah it might sound absurd
But Id rather hear silence
Than to hear disturbed words from you and your alliance
Yeah we're in the same boat... but not for long, man overboard
Don't worry shit floats, perhaps I'll see you back on the shore
Idiot got the milk bucket under the bull
Giving that single nipple a pull
Wondering why the milk is thick as sheeps wool
You got a wish in one hand
And a hammer in the other
Asking me which will build that empire faster my brother
You could wish upon a star
Throw a quarter in a well
While rubbing Buddah's tummy
But funny, only hard work prevails
So stay stale sit there stuck
I'll believe in Ms Lady Luck
The day me and Ms Lady Luck f*ck
So until then, Im cynical
Over critical, witty, and difficult
Pointing out the short comings of all you imbeciles
I'll even ask nicely before Im out
So pretty please with sugar on top
Shut your f*cking mouth
We have more participants than listeners
Aint that scary?
Got a million grooms, and only one bride to marry
Should I give tribute to every
Man who has the same dream
To break from this main stream
To be a tributary
Different don't always equal dope, trust me prick
Smells like shit, sounds like shit so.. must be shit
Shit is fertilizer
May be some worth to what you say
Cause yeah... even broken clocks are right twice a day
Asking me to put you on.. just let it slide
If wishes were horses, then every single beggar would ride
Beggars cant be choosers
Why do you choose to beg
Life's an ass kicking contest
And you were cursed with one leg
Either hop on out, make moves don't sit and pout
Use it up, wear it out make it do or do without
Lesson learned
The rest will burn, rest in an urn
New position as ashes, and this was simply earned
From the inability to transcend
Beyond these unstable labels and synthetic trends
So please, kick us no more flows
Do us and yourself a little favor shut that f*cking hole beneath your nose
Cryptic One - Uncomfortable Silence Lyrics
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Pause
Breath, observe, listen
Scream PULL
The data then shatters clay pigeons
Fragments of ceramic dust settles to the earth
Paying dues through target practice to prove this verses worth
You're crying because I paid no mind? idiot
You got the cold shoulder now you're crying to your boys I had a chip in it
Forever stay silent
Don't sit there and pout
Use it up, wear it out, make it do, and do without
You're in a street car named desire with a flat tire
No spare, stuck on thin ice and the car just caught on fire
Now how's that for predicament, sticky
My suggestion don't spit your verses and if you do whisper it quickly
Or suffer miserably
If I hear even a small squeal
You're putting one foot in the grave
The other on a banana peel
You spew nothing but anti-fact
So before someone besides yourself puts a foot in it
Shut your f*cking trap
Yeah Cryptic might
Use the art of flow like
A needle to sew the lips of feeble foes closed tight
Yeah it might sound absurd
But Id rather hear silence
Than to hear disturbed words from you and your alliance
Yeah we're in the same boat... but not for long, man overboard
Don't worry shit floats, perhaps I'll see you back on the shore
Idiot got the milk bucket under the bull
Giving that single nipple a pull
Wondering why the milk is thick as sheeps wool
You got a wish in one hand
And a hammer in the other
Asking me which will build that empire faster my brother
You could wish upon a star
Throw a quarter in a well
While rubbing Buddah's tummy
But funny, only hard work prevails
So stay stale sit there stuck
I'll believe in Ms Lady Luck
The day me and Ms Lady Luck f*ck
So until then, Im cynical
Over critical, witty, and difficult
Pointing out the short comings of all you imbeciles
I'll even ask nicely before Im out
So pretty please with sugar on top
Shut your f*cking mouth
We have more participants than listeners
Aint that scary?
Got a million grooms, and only one bride to marry
Should I give tribute to every
Man who has the same dream
To break from this main stream
To be a tributary
Different don't always equal dope, trust me prick
Smells like shit, sounds like shit so.. must be shit
Shit is fertilizer
May be some worth to what you say
Cause yeah... even broken clocks are right twice a day
Asking me to put you on.. just let it slide
If wishes were horses, then every single beggar would ride
Beggars cant be choosers
Why do you choose to beg
Life's an ass kicking contest
And you were cursed with one leg
Either hop on out, make moves don't sit and pout
Use it up, wear it out make it do or do without
Lesson learned
The rest will burn, rest in an urn
New position as ashes, and this was simply earned
From the inability to transcend
Beyond these unstable labels and synthetic trends
So please, kick us no more flows
Do us and yourself a little favor shut that f*cking hole beneath your nose
Breath, observe, listen
Scream PULL
The data then shatters clay pigeons
Fragments of ceramic dust settles to the earth
Paying dues through target practice to prove this verses worth
You're crying because I paid no mind? idiot
You got the cold shoulder now you're crying to your boys I had a chip in it
Forever stay silent
Don't sit there and pout
Use it up, wear it out, make it do, and do without
You're in a street car named desire with a flat tire
No spare, stuck on thin ice and the car just caught on fire
Now how's that for predicament, sticky
My suggestion don't spit your verses and if you do whisper it quickly
Or suffer miserably
If I hear even a small squeal
You're putting one foot in the grave
The other on a banana peel
You spew nothing but anti-fact
So before someone besides yourself puts a foot in it
Shut your f*cking trap
Yeah Cryptic might
Use the art of flow like
A needle to sew the lips of feeble foes closed tight
Yeah it might sound absurd
But Id rather hear silence
Than to hear disturbed words from you and your alliance
Yeah we're in the same boat... but not for long, man overboard
Don't worry shit floats, perhaps I'll see you back on the shore
Idiot got the milk bucket under the bull
Giving that single nipple a pull
Wondering why the milk is thick as sheeps wool
You got a wish in one hand
And a hammer in the other
Asking me which will build that empire faster my brother
You could wish upon a star
Throw a quarter in a well
While rubbing Buddah's tummy
But funny, only hard work prevails
So stay stale sit there stuck
I'll believe in Ms Lady Luck
The day me and Ms Lady Luck f*ck
So until then, Im cynical
Over critical, witty, and difficult
Pointing out the short comings of all you imbeciles
I'll even ask nicely before Im out
So pretty please with sugar on top
Shut your f*cking mouth
We have more participants than listeners
Aint that scary?
Got a million grooms, and only one bride to marry
Should I give tribute to every
Man who has the same dream
To break from this main stream
To be a tributary
Different don't always equal dope, trust me prick
Smells like shit, sounds like shit so.. must be shit
Shit is fertilizer
May be some worth to what you say
Cause yeah... even broken clocks are right twice a day
Asking me to put you on.. just let it slide
If wishes were horses, then every single beggar would ride
Beggars cant be choosers
Why do you choose to beg
Life's an ass kicking contest
And you were cursed with one leg
Either hop on out, make moves don't sit and pout
Use it up, wear it out make it do or do without
Lesson learned
The rest will burn, rest in an urn
New position as ashes, and this was simply earned
From the inability to transcend
Beyond these unstable labels and synthetic trends
So please, kick us no more flows
Do us and yourself a little favor shut that f*cking hole beneath your nose
Writer: Ian Goldberg
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid