Cinemetropolis - Blue Scholars

This is the scene you been seeing all your life
The one inside a dream you repeated every night
For 24 frames every second through the light
Projected through the screen you been paying for despite
What you see and what you hear contrary to your sight
Everything you ever learned that you never had to live
Might've heard from a story teller medium
Pictures words scriptures to cinema script
Writing a verse
From this city emerges a new generation of babies
Who came out of the womb glued to the tube
With plans and aspirations to prove beyond doubt
We are stars too even if it's just cartoons
My animated hands that I got from the
Genes of my island native fam I could never not be
I'm here to make them scream like a Hitchcock dame
Whether analog dig it all s**t is all the same
An American tradition a narrative for fiction
A Hamilton for tickets the public is addicted
Just think for a second how much we've been conditioned
To root for the Doughboys the O Dogs the Bishops
Sided with them villains in spite of all they heeded
He said she gotta have it she said she didn't need it
And even if she see it she will probably not believe it
If it ain't bein' projected in a wide screen theatre
If it spins on a reel it's gotta be real
But 'real' in real life just remind us of film
And now you saying something's like a movie when it's real
Like a film's much realer than anything you feel
In a Cinemetropolis
In a Cinemetropolis
In a Cinemetropolis
They try to say we bad kids from the start
Grandchildren of Marx and Coca Cola yet quoting Godard
And you saying that everything is cinema since
The moving pictures in the center of your living room telling you s**t
Like you'll never be s**t walk away from all your dreams
Spark up drop a lighter on a trail of gasoline
Leading back to the vehicle you crashed before you came
Never looking back cut boom end of scene
We've been gunning for that hundred and some change
The flicks and the flickering flames that been going the same length
Doing battle with the powers that be
That'll be no longer in position when the power's getting seized
So cameras we got redirected from the poor
I directed for my people Lino Brocka with the horn
When the brother yelled action' it wasn't just for his act
Cause he wanted to see the masses get they asses out the door
Get up
My marvelous marksmanship is sharp s**t is hard
But we make it look not we auteurs
The Godfather poster on the wall 14
With a movie in my head writing's the next thing
So we shot y'all 35 millimeter rockstars
How about some hardcore senior to your sophomores
Flyer than a Concorde landing on your concourse
Rolling with the vanguard burning down your arthouse
If it's spinning on a reel it's gotta be real
But 'real' in real life just remind you of film
Blade running like a samurai killing himself
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