[bad word] The city sleeps, and no consciousness thrives
While the city sleeps, my thoughts are alive
Underneath the city streets, we wait to colonize
So fall in line (fall in line), fall in line
(x2)

Sapient:
I reach out and touch you from the vocal booth
You pay a large fee when your enlightenment is overdue
This is a substitute from you day to day living spree
Of sidewalks and traffic cause life stops for magic
Soundly, the city sleeps
Where are the dreams
I put sand in the machines, till my horizon is clean
I’m not observin’ the patient
I want the service I’ll be assertive and take it
While I’m burning your stages
Driftin away on my ocean of notebooks and paper cuts, lazy [bad word] Even when I scream, nobody’s wakin up
Morning [bad word]  and you will understand my science
This is a life taking agency, you are the clients
 [bad word] The city sleeps, and no consciousness thrives
While the city sleeps, my thoughts are alive
Underneath the city streets, we wait to colonize
So fall in line (fall in line), fall in line
(x2)

Ethic:
As the light of the moon starts writing a tune
I take a breath that excepts what I’m tryin to do
I’m just, eyin a view, and digestin the few
New thoughts this block has got for my crew
As the, city gets sand trapped hands flat
Will voices in the air echo around the mat
From the void that is there when ya’ll are takin a nap
This is a world that is rare
An I’m tired of that
Yo I’m, wired --- ----, like I acquired a knack for
Livin life on the edge when I’d like to relax
I’m concise on the track as I tight walk the night stalk
Sleep through the day and I rise when the light drops
 [bad word] The city sleeps, and no consciousness thrives
While the city sleeps, my thoughts are alive
Underneath the city streets, we wait to colonize
So fall in line (fall in line), fall in line
(x2)

Mo-B:
It’s sun down [bad word] down neighborhood is shut down
Sidewalks seem to envy nicer blocks up town
And under bridges lot of people sleepin underrated
Lucky it’s a summer night cause some are slumber stated
Wonder waits till all ones hope moves known to glow in the face
And folks are grace and grotesque close to good taste
And flow both and food waste
And chose not to look both ways
When walkin down the street where homeless people stayin at
And you aint got change and you need to change your act
And you’d like to change lanes but they die to change your habitat
So before [bad word] about addresses you been payin at
Some are livin Murphy’s lawn, you can bet they be obeyin that

An empty man sittin in an empty park after dark
Empty can, empty hands, empty head, empty heart
(x4)
 [bad word] The city sleeps, and no consciousness thrives
While the city sleeps, my thoughts are alive
Underneath the city streets, we wait to colonize
So fall in line (fall in line), fall in line
(x3)