Prolific - Life is Fake (live)

Verse 3 of "Life is Fake", from Prolific's unreleased mixtape 'Prolific is Dead'. Live at the El Mocambo in Toronto for Rebel Yell 2009.

I reverse the words and rehearse till church sunday,
and ride the flying V where all the birds curve one way,
The first verse I'd ever blur way 'Slurred Sunrays",
But now i merge with the dirt to turn the Earth's Dust gray,
My nerves are curved like a verb on shirt bloodstains,
Worked until the birds are jerked and occur so just wait,
This absurd term of emergence is not ready for analysis,
I'll word til I hack and spit paralysis,
The salad fish will have to swim....
Moonlight murkey dim waters of thousands leagues,
Underneath whatever got but you won't get,
This is no more, no less, no more progress,
Just the attic window and the molding frame,
and the happiness when someone knows your name...

just that attic window and the molding frame
and the happiness when someone knows your name.

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Prolific
• Life is Fake
• Canadian Rap
• Rebel Yell
• El Mocambo
• Underground Rap
• Def Jux
• El-P
• Cage
• Hip Hop Canada

[sorinski]

Nice work Prolific, looooooove the lyrics. You paint such an atmospheric and ethereal mood, I've always loved that about you. Never change man.

[the20hunk]

damn........... he looked better with long hair.....great flow btw....

[bajdzis]

music by Bonobo

[TheRealAnisas]

great thing dude

[maybelogic667]

your crazy!!!!!! i like your new look!!

[warlock253]

mad lyrical yo!