Black Shiny Suit Theory

[songsfrmtheleft]

It's kinda funny to me, because my dudes know that I write for me and that almost every line is a metaphor of some kind. But I think that a lot of things I put down goes over peoples head. I actually wrote this song with one or two metaphors with every bar(intentionally). So if you read this and you don't get a metaphor with every other line, you read it wrong haha. Good luck.

Written to "Shiny Suit Theory" by Jay Electronica

while they were out partying, the killers were up at work/
And if we take it over remember we tried to warn you first.
Matter of fact mark the date when work becomes heaven and school becomes the devil/
so you can see why I hate one and try to ascend to the highest level.\
I bet you wondering where my shiny suit is/
this web 2.0 atmosphere has me wearing new digs.
So this is my new school shiny suit, comprised of t-shirt and jeans/
the old school story of a kid from little means.
Drive like a ferrari on the road to success/
Thinking liking a rapper with something to get off his chest.
But he went a different a route and started a few businesses, no problem/
if there was one they come to him and pay him to solve them.
It's been a long journey and this baggage making me feel like the Pilgrim/
but this process has progressed me from the bridge into the building.
While I meet with congressmen affliates and multi-million dollar preneurs/
I think when I go home it's right back to the sewer.
They never knew it...
And they never will...it's only an obstacle of the present/
I think i'm blowing through it channeling the pigs essence.
Not the ones in blue but the ones where the wolf blew....

A problem? I think not/
Maybe for you that just watch...
A tv show but never read non-fiction/
or something without fantastical diction.
And sense time is money, why spend it making someone else rich/
I'd rather read something thought provoking that'll have me scratching like my skull itch.
Get it? good, I'm tired of spelling out lyrics/
dumbing it down for the public so that they can enjoy the physics...
Of how i piece it all together more complex than string theory/
even dudes I know well try to listen but they don't hear me.
Yet they still try/
honestly the i can see I lost when I look into their eyes.
But it's fun to watch them try to visualize how I see...the way I see.../
It's like trying to watch scientists figure out why aliens don't bleed the way they bleed.
They bleed blue until hits oxygen after which it turns red/
I think and bleed in dollar signs, I wish you could peer inside my head.
All you would see is a printing press, a couple of world markets/
Currency exchanges, and some hustlers selling carpets.
The N.Y.S.E and commodities all around it/
we still talking about my brain right, the metaphor's astounding.
Now you know what goes on in my head, partially why I avoid going to bed/
There's an entire economy up there, and I'm guessing I'm the fed.
The only difference is that GM's dead, capitalism killed it/
And it's a dictatorship, democracy's to inefficient.