Eyedea - One lyrics

This world is my cave

And the cave molds the background

of a picture painted by you

(distorted lyrics that are hard to understand)

Hey yo it's time

(Yeah it's time)

Yeah it's time

(Hey yo it's time)

Hey yo it's time

It's time to clean MTV outta your ears

And listen up like a good student

Eyedea and Abilities is here to turn robot?? back into humans

I gotta speak til the facts get heard

I collapse the last fractured nerve

This is much more than just your average rapper's words

Passing verbs and laughter hurts (?)

The passengers to my head flight

Dead right if a clash occurs that ass get served

Better luck next life

I plaster bums (?) to the wall of shame

Cause their songs are all the same

Playin, talkin how you platinum on the first record you ever made

And the underground MCs these days don't seem to make the grade

Too busy bein bitter bout they situation

to create a greater way to break their chains

To that phase (?)

And I don't trust the major mutt (?) label

Pets (?) talkin dog shit

I'll break your neck frame your nuts

And hang them up in your boss's office

See me auction off hits easy

For low prices

I flow nicest

Write at night to fight off poltergeists

Catapulted by some iris (?)

The hopeful light has defied (?) width of the whole crisis

Souls' likeness (?) collide with logic and modestly deposit

metaphysical greetings

And I didn't come alone

Abilities annihilates the Techs while I wreck the microphone

We're in your zone to keep your earth warm

And give you what you thirst for

This is Turntablism and Lyricism

Imperialism

First Born