Down The Road

*Young Einstein scratches and cuts "Down the road"* [Dizzy Dustin] I got my lab coat on, lookin for an elixir Gathering ingredients, put 'em in the mixture The fixture in makin all the music we do Is lookin at the same thing from three points of view [Andy Cooer] Like the Leaning Tower of Piza or the pyramid in Giza We stand grand and without comparison, seize the day The same way that Humphrey Bogart did the "Maltese Falcon," except it's our album that's the art piece [Dizzy Dustin] I scatter matter with the lyrics that come Off the tip of my tongue And by matter I mean visions [Andy Cooper] Words I woo like a Montague would do a Capulet And you can bet that my rap Erector Set is arisen [Dizzy Dustin] Headin down the road is everyone's main task [Andy Cooper] Pick a direction at the intersection, step on the gas [Dizzy Dustin] + (Andy Cooper) Can I elaborate Andy? (Man, serve some English muffins) Well, let me get the butter knife (Go head Dizzy Dustin) [Dizzy Dustin] + (Andy Cooper) In the land of the blind the man with one eye is king You gotta have the bait to get the bite Keep your ear to the ground to hear the train leavin town Before you get me wrong, get me right Set sail through the gale, I gotta keep it moving Till it smoothens and rides just like a fahrvergnugen Others try to beat you by bending the law Talkin smoother than a man with (Gauze in his jaws) But I can leave your racetracks full of thumbtacks So on the final lap you have to hit the pit to fix the flat And who can you really trust Are you going my way on the information superhighway I'm Jonny Quest at his best, obsessed With the idea of knowing everything and nothing less Which means Dizzy Dustin's gonna head due north Down the road, but it eventually forks *Young Einstein scratches and cuts "Down the road"* It don't stop now, it don't stop It can't stop now, it can't stop It don't stop now, it don't stop It can't stop now, it can't stop [Andy Cooper] I was weeping like a weeping willow On my sleeping pillow one night Looking for direction in the labyrinth called life Cause I can't fight without a strategy And comradery means a lot to me But people don't wanna have to be Stressed and depressed on my account And self preservation is what living's about But when I'm down and out like a pass route With no friend, I tend to feel assed out Is it just me or am I the oddity? Do I need a lobotamy to make it on this odyssey? I mean, you try to be cool and let people come close But they hurt me and desert me when I need them most Out in the cold with no igloo, I play Yahoo And get serious, which I hate to do And it's true, if I would've stayed off the path of trouble I wouldn't have to struggle, but now all I can do I pray Now I have faith, but not in men in pulpits Often the culprits who are shaping and manipulating Parables and miralces into their mold Take your own look down the road *Young Einstein scratches and cuts "Down the road"* We're gifted, and we're going far - - ] Milk ... "Alright, are we ready for some hip hop, everybody?"