Machine

[Verse 1]
Ion feel right in my place in machine
Voice sound small from the end of ravine
Held up by a series of strings
Step with a bounce, in my heels there’s a spring
And a bomb in my sock
It’ll go off when I’m done with my walk
Then I’ll crawl, and I’ll play my damn part as a cog
And we both exist in this engine, the difference is you play along
But we both know there’s hell in a skyscrape’
‘Less you wanna work to set fire to the landscape
You can do the right or the wrong thing
Don’t look to me when it’s your turn to sing
Can’t make it to every performance
You’d see prolly see Stone at the bank or the florist
Maybe in the glass or in your phone’s storage
Maybe in the wires with a real high voltage

[Bridge 1]
Ion feel shit, ‘cept for the sickness
Even on my deathbed, Stone bear witness
Grass grow slow, life look painful
Glass gain glow, can’t see from my window

[Chorus]
I live in a city where ya gotta take drags
Watch ya step, we ain’t leaving no tracks
Where a dollar only get you so trashed
You get hit if you stand in the ave’
Up on ya toes, next man lookin shifty
Red dot on my dome from a .50
Everybody in the world out to get me
Take the shot, know the city won’t miss me
Take a long walk in the dark
Take a long train, wear a mask on the BART
‘Cause ya face on the camera
Looking for the waste in the crowd of the standard, bastard
Second thoughts, stocks, and the rocks
Fill the mind of a slave to the clocks
You a long way from ya box
And we have strayed far from the flock

[Bridge 2]
Ion feel shit when I hit this
‘Cept for the strain and the sickness
Even in my deathbed stillness
Stone, for the world, bear witness
Witness grass grow, reach down at ya ankles
Life look painful
Witness glass gain glow, can’t see from my window
See from my window

[Verse 2]
I could sell sight to a blind man
Silver-tongued bite send ya back to ya nightstand
And I made more from the rats in the pipelines
Than you made in your whole lifetime
I could sell a box to a mime and a nick’ to a dime
Shut the fuck up ‘bout your slat and your slime
You ain’t shit to a shine
Learn to read from the paint on the sign, like
I could sell a strike to a swing
Find a good price for a bee to buy sting
What’s a god to a king?
And what’s a king to Stone scream?
I could sell a voice to the public
Hold myself hostage, money make carnage
Carnage make strength, and that strength move objects
Sold you like a voice for the price of a project

[Chorus]
I live in a city where ya gotta take drags
Watch ya step, we ain’t leaving no tracks
Where a dollar only get you so trashed
You get hit if you stand in the ave’
Up on ya toes, next man lookin shifty
Red dot on my dome from a .50
Everybody in the world out to get me
Take the shot, know the city won’t miss me
Take a long walk in the dark
Take a long train, wear a mask on the BART
‘Cause ya face on the camera
Looking for the waste in the crowd of the standard, bastard
Second thoughts, stocks, and the rocks
Fill the mind of a slave to the clocks
You a long way from ya box
And we have strayed far from the flock

[Outro]
I live in a city where ya gotta take drags
Watch ya step, we ain’t leaving no tracks
Where a dollar only get you so trashed, so trashed
You get hit if you gon’ stand, if ya stand
Next man looking shifty
Red dot on my dome from a .50
Everybody in the world is out to get me
Take this shot, know the city won’t miss me