Godnose

(Chorus) 
  Escuchame... 

  It's like a long walk to China trying to reach these heads 
  See, the world around your body makes your brain stay dead 
  Stand around in thick traffic just inhaling some lead 
  I'm in the phone box breathing off some stranger's breath 
  No change left, I fed my last gold Queen's head 
  "Busy now" is all the message said, let me leave you 
  Let your brain cook, mobile – you're agile 
  Still hearing cancer rays until you're off-the-hook 
  My mindset stays steady, taking shelter in a hut 
  On a mountainside, ready for the wind and the ruck 
  I see a storm blow past with economic avalanche 
  Because the rich, fat nations try to cling to every branch 
  Me, I'm playing mind chess then Monopoly with stress 
  Flipping cards by the log fire with thoughts of death 
  Got a year's supply of Bics, hiding out in Deep Six 
  I'll emerge in twenty years when there's no cash left 
  But for now I'm back to basics, spilling out raps 
  Freestyling in the snow while I'm laying squirrel traps 
  It's survival; really none of us can pull it off 
  Just filling up the silence with my fresh air cough 
  See, I got theory off but now I'm losing my mind 
  The poisons in my blood are trying to make it to the outside 
  Outside – money and cars and more waste, detox 
  I'm displaced, fighting craving for that city taste 

  (Chorus) 
  Escuchame...  "Survival got me bugging" – Inspectah Deck (x4) 

  And like I said I'm all in it like on live through life 
  Paranoia strikes, creeping out the forest at night 
  I like to sit back holed up, sharpen my knife 
  Learning all about myself but I'm missing the hype 
  It's survival; the helicopter left me with a rifle 
  But it rusted up so I'm onto snow and berry trifles 
  I sing aloud in my hideout cause no one can hear me 
  And nature's looking bigger and it doesn't fear me 
  Or any of my city ways, haven't said a word for one month 
  Hear my snow boots crunch through the wasteland 
  This could be a parallel to cityscapes 
  Where tree towers overpower and isolate many souls 
  Nature's like a friend until she turns cold 
  Those icy looks are icebergs on my tent pole 
  The IMAX is now live from the arctic 
  You can call me Braintax, now my verbal film's starting: 
  Reindeer, a target on the hill by the tree line 
  I move quick, this reminds me of the free line 
  Live simple, hunt-and-gather rules still apply 
  But we never turn to greed and death's a catalyst to life 
  CAN YOU HEAR ME?! 

  "Survival got me bugging" – Inspectah Deck 

  (Chorus) 
  Escuchame... 

  "Survival got me bugging" – Inspectah Deck (x4) 

  Escuchame...  (x5)