[INTRO] Static in the attic, atoms in square pattern Pan planted scatters in fabric of the phantom Signal run in marrow, marrow fall from the man Many mouths moving but none ran past Pan [VERSE 1] Aesop Rock'ed edges lifting lexicon lattice DOOM donned masks, made madness the method Ali held honor high in a hostile horizon Atmosphere mapped love's matter in motion Eyedea edged out every errant enemy’s ego Kweli kept quality quietly equal before most this was made Tribe tuned time with butter soft flowing tone Saul spoke soul through poetry slam throne Fiona found fire when the pawn felt fracture of feeling Cohen carved code in timeless caverns of meaning Neil knew Young noise, spoke nuance, blew curve Every word still works cause the work was plumb Rumi ran 100 million rivers through ribcage rooms Hafiz held heaven gently in human heart blooms Einstein etched energy into cosmic frame Aboriginal may have done the same Tesla trapped thunder into tangible working flame Curie carried cost from the core of creation Socrates stood on pride's spine of negation Marcus made matter mind into method and might Atlas won't be absent, he acts through the night The Energy fed into an engine does work [CHORUS] Bloom Broom sweep let the baseline accelerate Dumber Dipshit didn't disagree just blind consumed Key to steering is starting the turn early, gentle, clean Carry the code responsibly for the coming gene Bloom Broom sweep do not poke the dome Dumbass Degen learn to leave the throne alone Key to stress management, of icebergs stay clear Children are counting on what you steer Time is passed now though What did you steer these kids into? Pan knows they are not mad at their own parents Pan certainly Is with Mr Carlin. willfully joyfully imposing counter Narrative to their intentionally distorted frame [VERSE 2] Stack gets offset by slanted steps of the past Some spent slow, some smart sever it super fast High on the hog while the harvest is hollow? Future gets famine from fools that we follow! Comfort corrodes when it cuts out craft Culture collapses when cut whole in half Taking and taking makes hungry ghosts with no return Turns every spectral table to ash and burn Pan saw cycles in cliques, cities and cells Seven past crews and he still never tells Walked through wreckage with rhythm intact Never once traded the truth for a tract They want a rest while the roof still leaks they want to slide into retirement, I'd rot in a week Duty is depth, not a date on a sheet Atlas adjusts, he don’t beg for relief How dare they pretend a seat at the game when real victory is something they always put beyond their own name. Decrepit excusing disease welcomes it in. [CHORUS] Bloom Broom sweep let the baseline accelerate Dumber Dipshit didn't disagree just blind consumed Key to steering is starting the turn early, gentle, clean Carry the code responsibly for the coming gene Bloom Broom sweep do not poke the dome Dumbass Degen learn to leave the throne alone Key to stress management, of icebergs stay clear Children are counting on what you steer Time is passed now though What did you steer these kids into? Pan knows they are not mad at their own parents Pan certainly Is with Mr Carlin. willfully joyfully imposing counter Narrative to their intentionally distorted frame [BREAKDOWN] No no maybe no maybe no no no no Never no neutral, the net never made a single yes Give give give give give give give Or live live with leech licking loop you live Build build breakdown build break build down Till the bones of the system specification filled Hold gold gold gold hold gold gold The weight is the worth, that’s actually the way of the old [VERSE 3] This ain’t anger, it’s accurate critical aim Calling expert cut out context, life is not a game! If you consume what you cannot recreate You’re carving your kids into currency plates! Damn the dullard decay and debt they defend Damn every hand that didn’t help to amend But bless every builder who bears and begins Stacking a structure that inherently wins Pan ain’t perfect but Pan is aware Power is practice, prepared to repair Quality of life is easy to measure eat well today, the food sits in you The standard american diet is killing you? worst fucking timeline jesus fucking christ [OUTRO] Boom… boom… boom… the burden is not yet beat Key… key… key… keep it complete, every angle has a place No end note, no exit, no pass Atlas endures None will pass if they arent square, level, and plumb. I describe future struggles, so clear... the good word is in itself, that wake up call. So, how are you eating... today?
