Gods of the Mezzanine (feat. Oscob)

When one breaks down the general concept of creativity,
It is clear to see that all ideas are a result of outside stimuli
Sometimes, it is important to know and understand that no idea
Or original work is completely original or new
When one understands that all ideas are just a creative
Amalgam of past experiences put into a new context,
Then and only then can one truly understand art
Playin' back samples at half speed
Blue leaves sproutin' out of a black tree
Gumbo caught in the mix
Dumb flows be the popular dish, so let's serve it
AOL in the veins, I'm networkin'
Bitcoin blackjack, boy that bet's worthless
Feel the night light drip on the skin
Am I stuck in a loop or am I trippin' again?
Silence be the best noise sometimes
Stick to conscious shit, stick to gun rhymes
I'm mutin' everything you fuckers put in front of me
Keep 'em off the lawn, we just a couple deep
Squad over everything, boy
Pause broke and everything noise
We all smokin' everything, boy
Oh god, we the gods of the mezzanine, boy
With the words, we untouchable, it's tough as a bitch
Gotta tell these little rappers stop suckin' my dick
I'm tryna direct I need a frame to borrow
Flip your whole shit, hoe I'm James Ferraro
I been on since Far Side Virtual
I'm the seed that made Pharcyde Virtual
Hoe I creeped on the far right vertical
And y'all askin' me, "What's not right worth to you?"
Too dope for the dope boys
Too dope, got the purp, spit work from the throat, boy
Boy, I never been a dope boy
You can get my whole story from the quotes, in the quotes, boy
Man I put that on everything
Oh god, oh god, we the gods of the Mezzanine
Boy I put that on everything
Oh god, oh god, we the gods of the Mezzanine