Empty Space - Future Shock: songteksten, videoclips en concerten

Empty Space

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Empty Space werd uitgebracht op 13 september 2011 door EOE Distribution als onderdeel van het album EOE Classics Volume 2

Informatie over de song

AlbumEOE Classics Volume 2

Releasedatum13 september 2011

LabelEOE Distribution

LanguageEnglish

Melodische kwaliteit

Akoestiek

Valence

Dansbaarheid

Energie

BPM92

OVERZICHT

SONGTEKSTEN

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Future Shock

Performer

Propaganda

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Roger Waters

Composer

Songteksten

Empty spaces, headless faces

Chasing mindless (dreams)

Interlacing we erase them

Keeping hip-hop (clean)

Empty spaces are oasis

Far from all we (find)

Empty spaces are oasis

The playground of the (mind)

Yeah, I'm known for sounding like no one

Losing is no fun

Boo, your whole crew's done

One mind and one tongue

'Cause I say what I meant

And feel brains strain the whole true self-evident

Don't feel me, live me

I give to the empty

It aims to create future memories

No peace for enemies

To talk slick is toxic

Any and all topics my talk gets sick

Excellent rhyme setting to detonate two seconds out the war zone

Between me and secular systems

You ain't moving the mission

'Less you tune in and listen

I am proving you dissin'

I ain't losing no vision

Martin, Malcolm, and Mecca

Martyred down to the bone marrow

Road is way narrow

Watch your step

It's heartfelt, but why would it dare

Nobody cares how much you know until they know how much you care

I splatter my brain on empty canvas like paint and

Shatter this tainted game

Scatter its broke remains across the globe

My pen leaks so I spill it

Thoughts I spit are lethal so excuse me while I kill it

We redesign the rhyme thing

Put the game on incline

Made 'em work for they due

Till they faces turn blue

We were born for this here and for years we migrated

Spitting till our chest hurt or our body's dehydrated

Y'all were talking noise, we secretly vibrated

Captured the attention of those worth mentioning

Providing us with fuel for fourth dimension travelling

Let's head back to the station

To empty out the spaces

Spit forth by Elohim

Space seems the place I fit amongst the stars the son of man shines

To separate original from reprobate

I step and take a leap of faith

The naked eye can't see the way that I can weave a rhyme so intricate

I make her suck it up

Pucker up and kiss a power fist

A masochist I'm not a pacifist

I am the times of peace

I'll piece together words you can't resist

Imagine it's a world of averages and it is

You found a stellar fellowship

Develop mental attributes of absolute authoritative concentrated youth

A full awareness

A beautiful new fairness

For those of us who trusted consciousness plus percussion

Must be the passion that keeps that afro-blassing

Join me on this walk about

Where it could get rugged

As life often does

You gotta love it

Heed what we feed you need

We talk about what you could get lost in

Which tosses truth into the culture often infested

With lies ingested

Insulting to the intelligence of hip-hop residents

Doing the two-step with satanic elements

We spit to split wigs with relevant permanence

Pick up a book and learn a bit

Want respect? Try earning it

Cast off restraint to be free to be you

Easily outside the lines that cross the borders into your mind state

Legally read between the lines

I'm filling up the negative spaces with repetitive traces

Of amazing graces renewed on a daily basis

I'm trying to get y'all into different places

With the sick rhyme art

Quick time march ten paces

Written by: Roger Waters

Voettekst Shazam

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