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Oct 30, 2008 09:35

Searching for interpretations of the lyrics to Del's rap in Clint Eastwood is a tiny bit disheartening; all i've found so far are people arguing over whether the "sunshine" in the chorus refers to weed, acid, or gold. That doesn't seem to be the important bit to me... i hear it, and the bits that jump out are things like "Rhythm / You have it or you don't that's a fallacy / I'm in them / Every sprouting tree / Every child of peace / Every cloud you see", "Bust a few rhymes so mother fuckers / Remember where the thought is / I brought all this / So you can survive when law is lawless."

My interpretation is that more profound things are being said than "what does he have in the bag?" Anyway. I love this song. (Lyrics below the cut.)


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Alright... Yeah... Ha Ha!
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Now, time for me is nothing 'cause I'm counting no age
Nah I couldn't be there
Nah you shouldn't be scared
I'm good at repairs
And I'm under each snare
Intangible
Bet you didn't think so I command you to
Panoramic view
Look I'll make it all manageable
Pick and choose
Sit and lose
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes
Who you think is really kickin' tunes?
Picture you gettin' down and ill picture you
Like you lit the fuse
You think it's fictional
Mystical? Maybe
Spiritual
Hero who
Appears in you
To clear your view
When you're too crazy
Lifeless
To know the definition for what life is
Priceless
For you because I put you on the hype shit
You like it?
Gunsmokin'
Righteous with one token
Psychic among those
Possess you with one go

The essence the basics
Without it you make it
Allow me to make this
Childlike in nature
Rhythm
You have it or you don't that's a fallacy
I'm in them
Every sprouting tree
Every child of peace
Every cloud you see
You see with your eyes
I see destruction and demise
Corruption in the skies
From this fucking enterprise
Now I'm sucked into your lies
Through Russel, though not his muscles, but the percussion to provide
for me as a guide
Ya'll can't see me now 'cause you don't see with your eye
You perceive with your mind
That's the inner
So I'ma stick around with Russel and be a mentor
Bust a few rhymes so mother fuckers
Remember where the thought is
I brought all this
So you can survive when law is lawless
Feelings, sensations that you thought was dead
No squealing, remember
(that it's all in your head)

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