Beauty - Lyrics - Edan

[-VERSE 1-] Well it's the rap beautician The facts you listen I blast through rhythms like hash through your system True in love and wisdom Well off and witty Using God's sleeve to wipe the hell off the city See my elegance, dining on the periodic tablecloth of elements The universe designs my intelligence Drop science down a bottomless pit Run swift do a handstand on pyramid tips The sun splits the waterfront causing prismatic effects Butterflies come alive to have sex Birds fly out of a top hat slow To join the brilliance of wilderness and soar through the Congo Speed the convo through colors and shapes My word choice is turquoise I love to create My art hurdles over the clouds of dark purple Red mixes yellow and blue in sharp circles Paint splashes over your conscious like canvas Colors jump out of the body to form branches Psychedelic images flash like avalanches Illustrate skill with the quill to build stanzas I use pens like hallucinogens So who can pretend, my music ain't a beautiful thing A suit of a king Deserving of the jewels and the rings That only flatters my appearance like the tulips in spring I'm cool with the gods, I could never use the facade Of a musician to celebrate hate and abuse women The beautician is back, Humble Magnificent wizard of rap Throwing tuxedos on the wax [-VERSE 2-] The numbers they fall off the clock midnight At the museum an apple is stolen out of a still life You see 'em, stand by the mirror with no reflection A point five appears on your shirt for half stepping Scientists explain that they no longer know things A dog takes a *** on the floor and grows wings Planets of the solar system now trade places Statues of national fame become faceless Great lakes evaporate and leave no traces The man with the moustache reveals the three aces Briefcases open to expose sheet music The thief hears the piece performed and weeps to it Master violinist plays the solo one-handed The notes on the page become ants that run frantic Slowly the symphony dissolves into noise The baron with the glass eye sweats and loses poise A scene is made, the cheese brigade is summoned The man in the mask walks fast and starts running An officer fires a pistol in black apparel But instead a lead red rose grows from out the barrel The criminal escapes through a disappearing door marked "Beauty" Exiting the world forevermore...