I be a patient man, waiting for the rain to come down
My feet touch the ground, but my head's in the clouds
I be Prometheus Brown, stealing the fire outta heaven
The setting is several city blocks off the seventy-one stop
I walk around the district, distracted by the decadent madness of
All the undergrads and addicts
Club rats, heads, s***e cadets, crackmatics (?)
One of the few places that they coexist on the planet
Whatever happened to the avenue before the summer of 2002
Lounging with Coo on 42nd
My how time flies when we're waiting for the chari,
Eating vegan sandwiches but can't undersubtract our sobriety
Pondering society itself, he's eying me like I ain't gonna bring it to his health
He don't want it, cuz certainly he knows
he's just another sucker without his fraternity brothers to back him up
Campus parkway, up to 41st, 42nd, 43rd, 45th, and up to 47th
To the edge of the bubble all the way to(?), saying
F--- class, get your education on the ave!
Campus parkway, up to 41st, 42nd, 43rd, 45th, and up to 47th
To the edge of the bubble all the way to (?), saying
F--- class, get your education on the ave!
I be a patient man, waiting and checking for the sound
of potential break records up the second time around
In fact, we made this track from a sample we jacked,
from some vinyl we dug up out of the crates on the ave
Rats escape the lab infestations in all
There be cracks on the sidewalk made from the fall
A n*** dreadlock (?) strumming on his broken guitar
Singing Babylon Fall outside of the bookstore
I purchased a journal in which the verses I recite, reside
I write vividly to capture the vibe,
I'm like hey kid, walk straight, master your high
If you listen you can hear the eye of the city cry
The sound is often drowned by Hollerin' scholars
Intoxicated so save it for the coffee shop philosophers
The so-called artists, the poets and the prophets
Scenery is changin', ain't nobody can stop it
Campus parkway, up to 41st, 42nd, 43rd, 45th, and up to 47th
To the edge of the bubble all the way to (?), saying
F--- class, get your education on the ave!
Campus parkway, up to 41st, 42nd, 43rd, 45th, and up to 47th
To the edge of the bubble all the way to (?), saying
F--- class, get your education on the ave!
Walking to the 71, to the 72 downtown...
My feet touch the ground, but my head's in the clouds
I be Prometheus Brown, stealing the fire outta heaven
The setting is several city blocks off the seventy-one stop
I walk around the district, distracted by the decadent madness of
All the undergrads and addicts
Club rats, heads, s***e cadets, crackmatics (?)
One of the few places that they coexist on the planet
Whatever happened to the avenue before the summer of 2002
Lounging with Coo on 42nd
My how time flies when we're waiting for the chari,
Eating vegan sandwiches but can't undersubtract our sobriety
Pondering society itself, he's eying me like I ain't gonna bring it to his health
He don't want it, cuz certainly he knows
he's just another sucker without his fraternity brothers to back him up
Campus parkway, up to 41st, 42nd, 43rd, 45th, and up to 47th
To the edge of the bubble all the way to(?), saying
F--- class, get your education on the ave!
Campus parkway, up to 41st, 42nd, 43rd, 45th, and up to 47th
To the edge of the bubble all the way to (?), saying
F--- class, get your education on the ave!
I be a patient man, waiting and checking for the sound
of potential break records up the second time around
In fact, we made this track from a sample we jacked,
from some vinyl we dug up out of the crates on the ave
Rats escape the lab infestations in all
There be cracks on the sidewalk made from the fall
A n*** dreadlock (?) strumming on his broken guitar
Singing Babylon Fall outside of the bookstore
I purchased a journal in which the verses I recite, reside
I write vividly to capture the vibe,
I'm like hey kid, walk straight, master your high
If you listen you can hear the eye of the city cry
The sound is often drowned by Hollerin' scholars
Intoxicated so save it for the coffee shop philosophers
The so-called artists, the poets and the prophets
Scenery is changin', ain't nobody can stop it
Campus parkway, up to 41st, 42nd, 43rd, 45th, and up to 47th
To the edge of the bubble all the way to (?), saying
F--- class, get your education on the ave!
Campus parkway, up to 41st, 42nd, 43rd, 45th, and up to 47th
To the edge of the bubble all the way to (?), saying
F--- class, get your education on the ave!
Walking to the 71, to the 72 downtown...