North Anatolian Fault - Rehydrated Lyrics

I'm rehydrated and I'm feeling much better
Eliminated thirst, broke out of the fetters
There's a federal warrant out for my arrest
They said I killed another beat
Guess I did it again
Murder isn't like me, though
My veins aren't icy like D'Angelo's stroke when I flow
Under high pressure
I'm a rabbi, teacher not a blesser
And I got a lot of things going on
Hope they don't audit me
Can I write off beats and rhymes on my taxes?
I'm trying to relax
At least I'm drinking water
Time to work on other issues
Grab a tissue and sit down with me

Why don't we listen to each other and make it
Make it all better?
Like, why don't we listen to each other
And make it all better like "Hey how you doing man?
Hey, where you at, what's your status?
Just checking in. What's your status? How you doing?
Hey, where you at, what's your status?
Where you at? What's your status? How you doing?"

Rehydrated and I fly away
Rehydrated and I fly away
Rehydrated and I fly away
Rehydrated and I
And I
And I

Oooooh

I'm back again
Don't you leave me without a water bottle
A canteen, I thought we were friends
But now it's clear as the skies in the Outback:
It's a drought
My mouth was dry and dusty but
You know I'm bound to bounce back
After all the squeezing I've been
Feeling like a sponge
Expelling the pristine water from my lungs
I exhale and words fall out in
Tropes and phrases
Growth in stages
Energy and doubt
All that clout
Out my mouth
I spit my art
I make my day
I pass a fart
You run away
Hey, that's ok
I love myself
A dove, an elf
Peace and magic on the shelf
I coexist with all things tragic
I'm a wordsmith
Verbal bismuth, that's my business
Hot as bitumen in the Summer
Shimmer shimmy glimmer stunner
Not a bummer
I'm all ears, make that all hair
You're all stares
I blare my
Music to the masses in the gutters
On the curbs, in the 'burbs
In the country, in the city,
Sometimes shitty, sitting pretty
On car hoods and metal benches
In neighborhoods with millions of stories
Don't ignore me
It's pouring down in sheets
The old man is snoring
That's the thunder
I'm his blunder I often wonder
Why he cast me up from Hell
Like a belch with a stench of mulch
On a gas pocket of inferno
I guess I'll never know
I guess I'll never know

Rehydrated and I fly away
Rehydrated and I fly away
Rehydrated and I fly away
Rehydrated and I
And I
And I

I'm so exotic, erotic
Esoteric, verbatim
Ferrous Oxide, Ferris Bueller
Thalidomide, Bonnie and Clyde
Drexler
WALL-E, Dido, Ted Hughes
Isaac Newton strapped tight to a NASA centrifuge
Neil Young, Vernon Dursley
Dudley Ct., Bradford Ave
"I brought a gift for you!"
"Oh, you shouldn't have!"
Zack Wheeler, Tupac
Reptar, Weevil Underwood
It's all good, it's all fine
I crack my back
Now my brain's aligned
With the highway of nerves
Inside my spine
I imbibe the H2O
I am so rehydrated
I thrive
I have never felt so alive
Let Pharaoh think about what his whips have done to me
No more blocks for pyramids
No more sun for me