Letra de Maquiladoras
She left no note
Deafening silence, the crime fast and the rabbit
Father time slow-mo
Deafening silence, the crime fast and the rabbit
Father time slow-mo
She spoke soft hard truths
Got a sense of time through gang signs
Her fraternity's freemasonry is gang banging
Red and blue large bloods and crips
Gave all I got, good as it gets
All I got in return was, "What good is this?"
Still don't feel real, toss my tears far
Cigarette burn a hole in the film reel
The pill dissolve
No real resolve found
Some stay afloat but in the end we all drown
Halfway through the heist saw his mom face
Too far to stop now, gunshot, ears pop, high-pitched white noise dog whistle
Devil in the detail, death is god's riddle
No more can I kick it, kids kickin' candles at vigil
Brand new pistol but the AR ain't even 18
Before [?] (Boom)
Don't even know they gonna forget you when you gone
And won't hug your mother when she miss you
Miss you
Fanon said self-amputation how all this is created
The irrational rationalisations of the racists
The amputee says accept it, there's no escaping
Accept the prosthetics
They give ill-fitted limbs as gifts and insist you can only live in the present
Fanon dreamed of death every night in the desert
Woke in hospital bed
CIA handlers gently pressing
Wishing he died out there in the sand, bayoneted
He had the wrong answer to the right fucking question
Amputation how you survive
Can't get away if you don't leave something behind
Trapped a housefly in an upside down pint glass and waited for it to die
It's still alive
Staring out compound eyes
Nine fingers can still tie a tie
Keep extremities clear
The courthouse close at five (I warned you)
Some took it on the arm, caught in a trap
Some came of their own accord, a piece already cut
Neatly wrapped in butcher paper
Had to cut 'em off, I ain't have no option
They the type to come back with the choppers choppin'
Time is on my side, yes it is
Time is on my side, yes it is
Got a sense of time through gang signs
Her fraternity's freemasonry is gang banging
Red and blue large bloods and crips
Gave all I got, good as it gets
All I got in return was, "What good is this?"
Still don't feel real, toss my tears far
Cigarette burn a hole in the film reel
The pill dissolve
No real resolve found
Some stay afloat but in the end we all drown
Halfway through the heist saw his mom face
Too far to stop now, gunshot, ears pop, high-pitched white noise dog whistle
Devil in the detail, death is god's riddle
No more can I kick it, kids kickin' candles at vigil
Brand new pistol but the AR ain't even 18
Before [?] (Boom)
Don't even know they gonna forget you when you gone
And won't hug your mother when she miss you
Miss you
Fanon said self-amputation how all this is created
The irrational rationalisations of the racists
The amputee says accept it, there's no escaping
Accept the prosthetics
They give ill-fitted limbs as gifts and insist you can only live in the present
Fanon dreamed of death every night in the desert
Woke in hospital bed
CIA handlers gently pressing
Wishing he died out there in the sand, bayoneted
He had the wrong answer to the right fucking question
Amputation how you survive
Can't get away if you don't leave something behind
Trapped a housefly in an upside down pint glass and waited for it to die
It's still alive
Staring out compound eyes
Nine fingers can still tie a tie
Keep extremities clear
The courthouse close at five (I warned you)
Some took it on the arm, caught in a trap
Some came of their own accord, a piece already cut
Neatly wrapped in butcher paper
Had to cut 'em off, I ain't have no option
They the type to come back with the choppers choppin'
Time is on my side, yes it is
Time is on my side, yes it is
