Escuchame Lyrics

Escuchame by Braintax

• It’s like a long walk to China trying to reach these heads
• See the world around your body makes you stay brain-dead
• Standing round in sick traffic just inhaling some lead
• I’m in a phonebox breathing up a stranger’s breath
• No change left, I fed my last gold Queen’s head
• ‘You’re busy now’ is all the message said
• Let me leave you, let your brain cook
• Mobile, you’re agile but still hearing cancer rays till you’re off the hook
• My mind state stays steady taking shelter in a hut
• On a mountain side ready for the wind and the rut
• I see a storm blow past with economic avalanche
• There’s trails of rich, fat nations trying to cling to every branch
• Me I’m playing mind-chess then monopoly with stress
• Playing snap by the log fire with thoughts of death
• Got a year’s supply of Bics, hiding out in deep sticks
• I’ll emerge in 20 years when there’s no cash left
• But for now I’m back to basics, spilling out raps
• Freestyling in the snow while I’m laying squirrel traps
• It’s survival but really none of us could pull it off
• Just filling up the silence with my fresh-air cough
• See I got the theory locked but now I’m losing my mind
• Cos the poisons in my blood are trying to make it to the outside
• Outside: money and cars and more waste
• Detox, I’m displaced fighting craving for that city taste

• And like I said, I’m all in it like on Life Thru Life
• Paranoia strikes creeping out the forest at night
• I like to sit back, holed-up, sharpen my knife
• Learning all about myself but I’m missing the hype
• It’s survival, the helicopter left me with a rifle
• But it rusted up, now I’m on the snow and berry trifle
• I sing aloud in my hideout cos no-one can hear me
• And nature’s looking bigger and it doesn’t fear me
• or any of my city ways
• Haven’t said a word for one month,
• Hear my snow boots crunch through the wasteland
• This could be a parallel to city-scapes
• Where tree towers overpower and isolate many souls
• Nature’s like a friend until they turn cold
• And icy looks are icebergs on my tent poles
• The Imax is now live from the Arctic
• You can call me Braintax now my verbal film’s started
• Reindeer in target on the hill by the tree-line
• I move quick, this reminds me of the free-line
• It’s simple, hunt and gather rules still apply
• But we never turn to greed and death’s a catalyst to life
• Can you hear me…?

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