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DeepSpace5 - Murder Creek
(from the album The Night We Called It a Day)
© copyright 2001

Verse 1: Listener
I carry my heart in a name-brand box with a handle/
A suitcase, briefwould be an over-exaggeration/
Many vandals have ravaged and torn at the toughest of my armored skin/
Eventually, I'll be able to tear back the masses/
Stomach to walls of hurt within, smiling deadly slant-toothed grins/
With so much tactic, it's the saddest of sights, I confess/
But the loss of a tongue would be the end of all destruction/
And all countless empathetic waverings/
Sung timidly, but in the end, it's my doubt, yes/
That overshadows my victory and a war against all the fears/
That I've already conquered, I sit defeated and cry/
Wondering why they're here and who took them from the cell?/
And who has the key? I see it pressed deep in the palms of greed/
Chuckling at my misfortune, Murder Creek/
Is the place to go and drink, the scene is set, dig deep/
Grip mud on the banks and drain your emotions until you weep.

On the banks of Murder Creek where it hurts hearts to speak/
I wonder if it's worth all the nights I've lost sleep/
Still at peace with the breeze that the globe's been given/
We'll dredge Murder Creek to keep this life worth living.

Verse 2: Sintax
It's the Terrific and I'm picking up plastic from the highway/
If you love to litter, wave your can and sling it sideways/
Got some Styrofoam? Burn it in your driveway!/
Join me felling forests on every other Friday/
My way of living is beginning to get me torn/
I was born for mass consumption plus I love to global warm/
When I perform I form a coastal storm/
Even the greenhouse affected, my breath is above the norm/
Cursed Mother Earth to scorn and treaded upon her beauty/
Looked creation in her eyes and refused to let her move me/
I made a movie just to mock the many who really care/
Brought kerosene to Earth Day and I burned the forest bare/
Then blare my boombox just to noise pollute the air/
Knee deep in Murder Creek where the river runs red/
Head on river bled but I was fed by blackbird/
Now the whispers in the wind tend to blow backwards/
And the grass turns brown and the trees don't grow/
And the sky hits the ground and the river runs low/
There's more to this life than getting what you want/
But we've got Mother Nature bound in the trunk/
What's known of God is manifest in His creation/
Defacing the earth is disrespecting His reputation/
Man is without excuse when the message is so blatant/
Defacing the earth is disrespecting His reputation.


Verse 3: Sev Statik
My thoughts recycle themselves before I spit my flow/
I bring light to a planet to fill up these black holes/
Wack flows get thrown out the session, blessings are real/
I speak life; my mic held high, never concealed/
But out the mouths of men, death is heavily manifested/
Consequences echo blind through the vision of mankind/
It's the image of self made tangible in these last days/
Palms disconnected, infected with man-praise/
Dead words with flesh erode out the alphabet/
Before meaning is found, ya'll making that sound/
Take back those things you never meant, said in vain/
Hate comes in triplets, so I'll hold 3 scopes and take aim/
Murder in the name of God, venom is now spit/
I can't listen to most rappers, cuz they ain't saying nothing/
So I sit and wait for my Labklik tape/
Soon to be on CD, press play and rotate.