Translucent Truth Macklemore (Ft. Macklemore)

Blame it on the noise
Blame it on the toys
Blame it on three stripes
Mics the right of passage
For the b-boy
Consistent, twists, flips, licks
Quick was the switch
The record from the ritual typical lyrical same old skill bulllshit
Criticize all you want
Go ahead
But if everyone is taught to doubt the rap then this culture will inevitably definitely be dead
So do something, take action and then diss
For it’s people like you that are putting this art form in jeopardy questioning if it exists
It’s alive and well
Still breathing, still heating
The habitual like any creation or movement transcends nations
And it’s still teaching
Still reaching
With diverse and positive vibes
Ricocheting off the walls of venues
Keeping this culture alive
Crushing the lies
Thought it was gone?
Surprise
Obviously you missed the message
Ancient spoken tradition but musicians glisten on the stage
Cover the universal projector of the voice
As if they can dodge the artificial ecstasy craze sucking on nookies at raves