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Version 1 of Saul Williams Lyrics Telegram (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/s/saul-williams/telegram/v1.html) Version 1 of the lyrics | ||||||||||||
| 1 | I'm fallin' up flights of stairs | I'm falling up flights of stairs, | 1 | ||||||||||
| 2 | Scrapin' myself from the sidewalk | scraping myself from the sidewalk, | 2 | ||||||||||
| 3 | Jumpin' from rivers to bridges | jumping from rivers to bridges, | 3 | ||||||||||
| 4 | Drownin' in pure air | drowning in pure air. | 4 | ||||||||||
| 5 | Hip Hop is lying on the side of the road, | 5 | |||||||||||
| 6 | Hip hop is lyin' on the side of the road | half dead to itself. | 6 | ||||||||||
| 7 | Half dead to itself | Blood scrawled over its mangled flesh, | 7 | ||||||||||
| 8 | Blood scrawled over its mangled flesh like jazz | like jazz, stuffed into an oversized record bag. | 8 | ||||||||||
| 9 | Stuffed into an over sized record bag | Tuba lips swollen beyond recognition. | 9 | ||||||||||
| 10 | Diamond studded teeth strewn | 10 | |||||||||||
| 11 | Tuba lips swollen beyond recognition | like rice at karma's wedding. | 11 | ||||||||||
| 12 | Diamond-studded teeth strewn like rice at Karma's wedding | The ring bearer bore bad news. | 12 | ||||||||||
| 13 | The ring bearer bore bad news | Minister of information wrote | 13 | ||||||||||
| 14 | Minister of Information wrote the wrong proclamation | the wrong proclamation. | 14 | ||||||||||
| 15 | Now everyone's singing the wrong song. | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | An' now everyone's singin' the wrong song | Dissonant chords find necks like nooses. | 16 | ||||||||||
| 17 | Dissonant chords find necks like nooses | That nigga kicked the chair from under my feet. | 17 | ||||||||||
| 18 | That nigga kicked the chair from under my feet | Harlem shaking from a rope, but still on beat. | 18 | ||||||||||
| 19 | Harlem shakin' from a rope but still on beat | "Damn that loop is tight." Nigga, | 19 | ||||||||||
| 20 | found a way to sample the way the truth the light. | 20 | |||||||||||
| 21 | Damn, that loop is tight | Can't wait to play myself at the party tonight. | 21 | ||||||||||
| 22 | That nigga found a way to sample the way the truth the light | Niggas are gonna die. Cop car swerves | 22 | ||||||||||
| 23 | Can't wait to play myself at the party tonight | to the side of the road. | 23 | ||||||||||
| 24 | Niggas are gonna die | Hip Hop takes its last breath. | 24 | ||||||||||
| 25 | The cop scrawls vernacular manslaughter onto | 25 | |||||||||||
| 26 | Cop car swerves to the side of the road | a yellow pad, then balls the paper into his hand, | 26 | ||||||||||
| 27 | Hip hop takes its last breath | deciding he'd rather free-style. | 27 | ||||||||||
| 28 | The cop scrawls vernacular manslaughter on a yellow pad | "You have the right to remain silent." | 28 | ||||||||||
| 29 | Then balls the paper into his hand decidin' he'd rather freestyle | You have the right to remain silent. | 29 | ||||||||||
| 30 | You have the right to remain silent. | 30 | |||||||||||
| 31 | "You have the right to remain silent" | And maybe you should have before your | 31 | ||||||||||
| 32 | "You have the right to remain silent" | bullshit manifested. | 32 | ||||||||||
| 1 | An' maybe you should have, maybe you should have | 1 | |||||||||||
| 33 | Before your bullshit manifested | These thugs can't fuck with me, | 33 | ||||||||||
| 34 | they're too thugged out. Niggas think | 34 | |||||||||||
| 35 | These thugs can't fuck with me, they're too thugged out | I'm bugged out, 'cause I ain't Sean John | 35 | ||||||||||
| 36 | Niggas think I'm bugged out 'cause I ain't Sean John or Lugged out | or Lugged out. This ain't hip hop no more, | 36 | ||||||||||
| 37 | This ain't hip hop no more, son, it's bigger than that | son, it's bigger than that. This ain't | 37 | ||||||||||
| 38 | This ain't ghetto no more, black, it's bigger than black | ghetto no more, black, it's bigger than black. | 38 | ||||||||||
| 39 | So where my aliens at? Girl, we're all illegal. | 39 | |||||||||||
| 40 | So where my aliens at? Girl, we all illegal | This system ain't for us. It's for rich people. | 40 | ||||||||||
| 41 | This system ain't for us, it's for rich people | And you ain't rich, dawg, you just got money. | 41 | ||||||||||
| 42 | An' you ain't rich, dawg, you just got money | But you can't buy shit to not get hungry. | 42 | ||||||||||
| 2 | But you can't buy shit to not get hungry | 2 | |||||||||||
| 43 | Telegram to Hip Hop: Dear Hip Hop .(stop). | 43 | |||||||||||
| 44 | Telegram to Hip Hop | This shit has gone too far. (stop). | 44 | ||||||||||
| 45 | Dear Hip Hop, stop | Please see that mixer and turntables are | 45 | ||||||||||
| 46 | This shit has gone too far, stop | returned to Kool Herc. (stop). | 46 | ||||||||||
| 47 | Please see that turntables an' mixer are returned to Kool Herc, stop | The ghettos are dancing off beat. (stop). | 47 | ||||||||||
| 48 | The master of ceremonies have forgotten that | 48 | |||||||||||
| 49 | The ghettos are dancin' off beat, stop | they were once slaves and have neglected the | 49 | ||||||||||
| 50 | The master of ceremonies have forgotten | occasion of this ceremony. (stop). | 50 | ||||||||||
| 3 | That they were once slaves and have neglected | 3 | |||||||||||
| 4 | The occasion of this ceremony, stop | 4 | |||||||||||
| 5 | 5 | ||||||||||||
| Perhaps we should not have encouraged them | Perhaps we should not have encouraged them | ||||||||||||
| 51 | To use cordless microphones | to use cordless microphones, for they have | 51 | ||||||||||
| 52 | For they have walked too far from the source | walked too far from the source and are emitting | 52 | ||||||||||
| 53 | An' are emittin' a lesser frequency, stop | a lesser frequency (stop). Please inform all | 53 | ||||||||||
| 54 | interested parties that cash nor murder have | 54 | |||||||||||
| 55 | Please inform all interested parties | been added to the list of elements. (stop). | 55 | ||||||||||
| 56 | That cash nor murder have been included to list of elements, stop | We are discontinuing our current line of braggadocio, | 56 | ||||||||||
| 57 | We are discontinuin' our line of braggadocio | in light of the current trend in "realness". (stop). | 57 | ||||||||||
| 58 | In light of the current trend in 'Realness', stop | As an alternative, we will be confiscating weed | 58 | ||||||||||
| 59 | supplies and replacing them with magic mushrooms, | 59 | |||||||||||
| 60 | As an alternative, we will be confiscatin' weed supplies | in hopes of helping niggas see beyond their reality. | 60 | ||||||||||
| 61 | An' replacin' them with magic mushrooms | (stop). Give my regards to Brooklyn. | 61 | ||||||||||
| 6 | In hopes of helpin' niggas see beyond their reality, stop | 6 | |||||||||||
| 62 | Give my regards to Brooklyn | These thugs can't fuck with me, | 62 | ||||||||||
| 63 | they're too thugged out. Niggas think I'm bugged out, | 63 | |||||||||||
| 64 | These thugs can't fuck with me, they're too thugged out | 'cause I ain't Sean John or Lugged out. | 64 | ||||||||||
| 65 | Niggas think I'm bugged out 'cause I ain't Sean John or Lugged out | This ain't hip hop no more, son, | 65 | ||||||||||
| 66 | This ain't hip hop no more, son, it's bigger than that | it's bigger than that. This ain't ghetto no more, | 66 | ||||||||||
| 67 | This ain't ghetto no more, black, it's bigger than black | black, it's bigger than black. | 67 | ||||||||||
| 68 | So where my aliens at? Girl, we're all illegal. | 68 | |||||||||||
| 69 | So where my aliens at? Girl, we all illegal | This system ain't for us. It's for rich people. | 69 | ||||||||||
| 70 | This system ain't for us, it's for rich people | And you ain't rich, dawg, you just got money. | 70 | ||||||||||
| 71 | An' you ain't rich, dawg, you just got money | But you can't buy shit to not get hungry. | 71 | ||||||||||
| 7 | But you can't buy shit to not get hungry | 7 | |||||||||||
| 8 | 8 | ||||||||||||
| 9 | These cats can't fuck with me, I purr purple | 9 | |||||||||||
| 10 | Sold, increased, toe shell like a turtle | 10 | |||||||||||
| 11 | I walk the streets like the lie that I'm tellin' | 11 | |||||||||||
| 12 | One listener grips me and starts yellin' | 12 | |||||||||||
| 13 | 13 | ||||||||||||
| 14 | I see through speakers, I speak what's seen | 14 | |||||||||||
| 15 | I eat and shed, I sleep and dream | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | I walk the streets of London like, "'Know what I mean?" | 16 | |||||||||||
| 17 | An' chillin' rack a momma, eatin' crib soy beans | 17 | |||||||||||
| 18 | 18 | ||||||||||||
| 19 | It's like that | 19 | |||||||||||
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