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ever since my eyes were opened
i've been scoping the whole thing out
made observations
based on a multitude of situations
i've been placed in
i'll waste away in the ecstasy
of what matters to me, ultimately
nobody else will show it to me
so let's shoot the breeze in 360 degrees
like the wind in the trees
the House of Leaves
thieves have entered the temple again
but they pretend to be ordinary men
just to blend in
like Superman, multiplied
to take on the form of a clan
makes you wonder who could push the button
that turns love into nothing but nothingness
God bless that little child running wild
unrestrained, the way things oughta be
never felt like an oddity, honestly
but i pontificate then observe the response it creates
no debate the truth hurts
especially coming from experts
known to exert extra effort
the type that are in it for the sake of existence
the intense approach
dedicated
never been separated from the need to write
like an unmedicated maniac
can recite the complex
put it in a unique context

cynical saint
minimal paint for this portrait
of dignified distortion
contort the sound
into something so profound
it can't help but keep you grounded
leave you different
past the moment of first encounter
draw my power from within
the midst of a source
i cannot resist

even with a broken mic
i can out transmit these prototypes
they're on Voltron
i'm like Ultron's third advancement
it's a foregone conclusion
my delusions of grander
force me to keep it candid
in the hopes that one day
everyone understands it
documenting the mind of a man in transit
the tracks that are left behind
define my so-called legacy
i want my poems
to feel like money from home
when they hit your dome
possibly a known unknown
to validate a cliche thrown
in the recent past
change dynamics of that analogy
quite radically

cynical saint
minimal paint for this portrait
of dignified distortion
contort the sound
into something so profound
it can't help but keep you grounded
leave you different
past the moment of first encounter
draw my power from within
the midst of a source
i cannot resist

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from Transition Man, released August 11, 2015
written and produced by Chief and TheDoomsdayDevice

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Chief and TheDoomsdayDevice Austin, Texas

Chief and TheDoomsdayDevice
:: mc : dj : producer : artist ::

A wordsmith with the heart of a poet and the head of a broadcast journalist. A DJ who is not afraid to venture outside of the norm. A producer with a different vocabulary of influences, and no fear whatsoever about embracing them. An artist searching for the link between the palette and the pixel. ... more

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