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“Illusionary Lines” is a solo track from MC Pressure. One of his deepest and most personal songs, he raps about life, the music industry along with society and how the truth can be masked, twisted and bent to suit people in higher-positions.
[Verse 1]
I once had time on my hands, but now handling time
Is coping with this life cycle and the mandatory grind
My sanity's fine, just falling short of stamina I'm
Searching for some food for thought to feed this famine of mind
And when I'm stagnant I rhyme, it helps the night turn to day
I churn my way through this nine to five and urban decay
Believe me it's bleak, and though the city breathe in its sleep
It's just a paddock, ain't no where a shepherds leading these sheep
Now most prefer it covered up lie than the truth naked
The truth is ugly like cellulite; please don't publicly parade it
I hate it but to escape it would be luck on fluke
I feel like I'm a dope beat but I'm stuck on loop
[Chorus 1]
But that's my life cycle; freedom means everything to me
And face value's got us believing everything we see
So if our eyes tell us lies the truth is we're blind
So keep on walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines
[Scratches: DJ Debris]
"Open your eyes-eyes up
Now, wake up, wake up, rise up"
"Open your eyes-eyes up
Now, wake up, wake up, rise up"
"Open your eyes-eyes
Eyes-eyes-eyes-eyes-eyes up
Wake-wake-wake-wake
Wake up, wake up, ri-rise up"
[Verse 2]
I once had respect for this game, but now this game of respect
Is sold to the highest bidder with some fame and a cheque
Now any layman can get respect without breaking his neck
Paying dues, time these crews started paying some debt
It ain't lights and cameras, personalities on sets
Distorting realities in their context with no origi-
-Nality concepts, who gives a fuck about a
Salary, this ain't a popularity contest
'Cause hip-hop ain't faking for ends, hip-hop ain't
Fading with trends, it ain't rich kids playing with pens
It ain't the clothes on your back, or the label on them
It's where you're at, so I say it again
[Chorus 2]
It's just my life cycle; music means everything to me
(It's just a fashion show) nah; don't believe everything you see
'Cause if our eyes tell us lies the truth is we're blind
So keep on walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines
(So keep on walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines)
[Scratches: DJ Debris]
"Open your eyes-eyes up
Now, wake up, wake up, rise up"
"Open your eyes-eyes up
Now, wake up, wake up, rise up"
"Open your eyes-eyes
Eyes-eyes-eyes-eyes-eyes up
Wake-wake-wake-wake
Wake up, wake up, ri-rise up"
[Verse 3]
That's just my life cycle, nothing matters but setting me free
Because my freedom and hip-hop be meaning everything to me
Now face values and fashions empower everything we be
Believing everything we hear, and everything we see
And if our eyes tell us lies, then we usually find
Our visions cluttered by this scutter so the truth is we're blind
It's just poison food for thought for these delusionary minds
So stop walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines
(So keep on walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines)
Illusionary Lines was written by DJ Debris & Suffa & MC Pressure.
Illusionary Lines was produced by Suffa.
Hilltop Hoods released Illusionary Lines on Mon Sep 22 2003.
For “Illusionary Lines”, I wrote the first verse while I was at work actually, and the boss was going out for the day. I was sitting there thinking how painfully bored I was and sick of working a 9-5, and that’s where the first verse came from. It’s basically about the monotony of work and how every...
DEBRIS: That song caused the most arguments.
PRESSURE: We argued about the level of the horn for a good two days.
SUFFA: I stormed out, didn’t I?
PRESSURE: Yeah, quite girlishly, I remember.
SUFFA: It wasn’t girlishly. As I remember it was quite manly. There was door slamming. There was chest pu...