Eyedea Pushing Buttons Lyrics

Pushing Buttons Lyrics

[Abilities] 



To everyone out there... 







[Eyedea] 



Speaking of out there 



SPEAKING of out there 



Where's he from? 



He's from some other planet, I heard 



He traveled... 







[Abilities] 



I think that's a myth 



I heard about that kid 



That one from St. Paul 







[Eyedea] 



No... heh... no 



He ain't from St. Paul 







[Abilities] 



Well, he says he's from St. Paul 



But no, I think you're right 







[Eyedea] 



Yeah, he says he's from St. Paul 



Cause it's, it's more marketable when you talk about you're from Earth 



But check it out 



It goes a little something like this... 







He dug deep in his system to find nutrition for others 



Lost sleep, tossed and turned, only to learn love is expensive 



Talk was cheap, till my thoughts grew feet 



Now I take them on walks with me 



But don't let them off the leash 



Cause they might cross the street and get hit 



Listen a second, I pretended to need a friendship 



With many forms of energy till everyone repented 



Now I'm end this with a sentence(?) and a sentence become a way of life 



To stay the night with my notebook, then wake up the next day to write 



Again, and again, and again and again and again and again 



Until my pen is inevitably inseparable from my finger skin 



Lingering in the depths of this pool of resendential 



Fighting a million and ten inner battles that'll sprain my neck into dudes(?)




Bobbing my head to keep cool, true, stays on the down low 



Meaning proof for the bleeding, is it useful in the council 



Meaning it cheaper what you believe to be the dopest at the moment 



Yeah, he's exceeding the quotient and feeding me tokens 



But the machine must be broken 







[Chorus] 



Cause he'd rather give him a uppercut than give him a hook 



So he steady throwin jabs just to get him to look 



Man, every thought he ever had quietly sits in his book 



For anyone that's afraid to jump, let me give him a push 



Rather give him a uppercut than give him a hook 



So I'm steady throwin jabs just to get him to look 



Every thought I ever had quietly sits in his book 



For anyone that's afraid to jump, let me give him a push 







[Eyedea] 



From the north side to the southside, to the wild side to the pesticide 



To the genocide to the homicide, you decide to set aside 



Well, pick a side, any side, are you along just for the ride? 



Oh me oh me oh my, I wish you would just die 



Cause kid, you're the reason for my sore throat 



Petty more dope(?), the war won't stop till you hop in a porthole 



And sort those problems out, child, it ain't all about your style 



Cause you could break your back to state the facts and make them smile 



While the pain in my religion, paintin by the pigeons 



Strainin while you're listenin to this brain on tire ribbons 



Givin a splittin headache with energetic delivery 



Livin as a poetic shredded by the edge of misery 



Vividly describin the pain inside of this entity 



Physically and mentally, we all pretend to need sympathy 



Interesting enough, you say you don't give a [fuck] 



But there's much I grew to like through this mic that I clutch 



So keep your hands down, and put your attention span up 



Understand now, man, sound is a dimension you can't touch 



Plants crush, when the vocals of that local named Eyedea hit your ear 



So c'mon, get your chair and stand up 







[Chorus] 



Because I'd rather give him a uppercut than give him a hook 



So I'm steady throwin jabs just to get him to look 



Every thought I ever had quietly sits in his book 



For anyone that's afraid to jump, let me give him a push 



Rather give him a uppercut than give him a hook 



So I'm steady throwin jabs just to get him to look 



Every thought I ever had quietly sits in his book 



For anyone that's afraid to jump, let me give you a push 







[Eyedea] 



Every mama I am(?) with a friendship bracelet and a tin can 



Get your business down and dig me up outta the ground when you get rich, man




I'll take a round of applause, but won't take no kids hand 



Cause the challenge tonight is to balance my bike without a kickstand 



Now a spoon full of sugar makes the medicine go down 



In a room full of [hookers], well my head isn't in town 



I consume what you, shoulda, and assume that the lookers 



See the moon and the fact they pushing you to do more than push a broom to 



cushion 



Tune rolls to your head, and enables you to see 



There really is more to life than bustin [guns] and smokin [weed] 



But we proceed to say it ain't fair until we got gray hair 



But next time I ask you to think, please don't give me a blank stare 







[Chorus] 



Yo, cause I'd rather give him a uppercut than give him a hook 



So I'm steady throwin jabs just to get him to look 



Every thought I ever had quietly sits in his book 



For anyone that's afraid to jump, let me give you a... 







[Eyedea] 



Give you a, push it up now, push it up 



Push it up now!Push it up 



Lemme see them hands, people (Push em up now!) 







[Abilities] (overlapping Eyedea) 



Push it up now! 



Push it up now! 



Push it up, push it up now! 







[Eyedea] 



What planet is he from? 



What planet is he from? 



He goes, he goes, one, two 



Up in silicone and ice cream maintain glish mill (?!) 



(some jibberish) ...better play with my wood, E-Y-E 



D-E-A, bombard bitchy wits of par-tea bags, diplomatic to the hip 



Hop around, hip hop around, said hip hop around now, now, now 



Just grab your partnee and dozie-dough 



And just listen to the RC kids can flow, whoa, whoa, whoa 



*laughs and catches breath*