Trouble Knows Me - Rings In The Coffee lyrics

[Verse 1: Hemlock Ernst] Take me down to merriweather Horse follow the preakness Caged back callin' my weakness Feel in the dark for a warm body Now it's cold september weather Whether or not my eyes open I'm still Defined by my cold iron will Sk** set The pencil chopper Tongue skipper Honey dips and proper Etiquette when talkin' to the old folks Miss my grandmothers like my old home Welcome on the stepping stone Wipe your feet at the mat Defeat is a trap Don't let your fears be the key to the gat I remind myself and leave it at that To resurrect the hymnal Psalm the prophet with the pen stroke To mend you But whats left for me Just rings in an empty cup a coffee No misery in company No company can calm me So I sit and ponder doing laundry Need to be the man my mother raised Not the one society engaged That had me falling into a trap Blind-sided by my vision of rap Starry eyed in the chrism of daps I fell a victim to it A younguns mind can't make sense of the intricate movements Or make amends with the symptoms that prove what we see Ain't as simple as it seems in the movies [Verse 2: Hemlock Ernst] Film rolls the body easy In a sulfur 3 piece Caught in the negative space Below the deep sea Shoot me in the 360 The angel treaty Embalm the dark beneath me My heart a burning teepee Out in the plains Hush the battle cry at dusk Uranium for pennies busk As the tall gra** weaves through a people crushed What's it all mean The sky recalls my empathy A bald beam Built a castle in the sand The light inside my hand Divided by my pa**ions and my plans Always been an honest man But not always honest man That's just the circumstance of chance Life chooses ya path and takes the freedom from ya hands With freedom gotta understand We gotta free ourselves from land Cuz we ain't free in this world, where we can't be So I float above my peers So I can see the fears In the eyes of man What the eye believes the consciousness perceives My confidence to be Is my power I believe Monopolies on truth A monopoly of greed A prophecy for you and me They pray for me They pray for me They pray for me But I don't need their prayers Just another cup of coffee Pour it tall and strong Fill it up and watch me burn Cuz my lungs' strenght to cigarettes return And my head's heavy, but there's much to be learned