Mullet (spoken Word Recorded Live At The Met Café, 1998) Lyrics - Sage Francis

It was the (beatboxing) that got me (beatboxing) 

It was the (beatboxing) break (beatboxing) 

Deflate 'cause I was gassed 

head over heals in love with the electric drums 

and spoken vocals which was the joke of locals 

and laughing stock of my rock and roll ass town 

but the rhythmic acupuncture pierced my skin 

pinning the butterflies to my stomach 

which would flutter everytime i heard the (beatboxing) 

more than the (beatboxing) 

I WAS NO DEVIL WORSHIPER 

higher level interpreter 

i refused to lose focus and recite satanic verses 

with manic curses 

drug induced worst i know they were saying 

kill your mother 'cause it paid them well 

yet in my flashback i see the foreshadow 

ironic twist my first purchase was a hip hop record 

called raising hell 

i should have run when i had the chance but DMC's 

made be wanna breakdance, made me wanna spin vinyl, 

made me wanna graff-write, made me want to not act white 

and not to perpetuate any stereotypes but 

i was not about the mullet icehockey haircut 

you know the mullet, short on top for the fellas 

long in back for the ladies, yea! 

i was not about the stonewashed nuthuggers with the french 

rolls on the bottom so tight that it turned my toes purple 

nor was i about the ripped jean jacket with the megadeath, 

metallica, and slayer patch 

i had an internal itch for the (beatboxing) and never 

could i get with () guitar riff, () guitar riff, () 

I had wild style wars, i rented beat street every week 

as i rocked steady wearing out the play rewind and slow mo 

buttons on my VCR 

I did the pause-play, rewind-stop-play, pause-play, pause-play, pause-play 

all day forcing my way into comprehension of inner city invention for me 

was in the expression which would eventually win me acception 

(one exception) those around me couldnt give me affection 

but i played and paid that video attention till i eventually i 

completely bit the (beatboxing) 

and found my new religion, born again B-boy, born to destroy 

decoys and be the real mccoy, YEA boy! 

i wore the clock so you could know the time 

chuck d told me to keep a sober mind, and even though his 

sidekick liked the flavor of BASS, i swear to god 

hip hop was about being drug free 

i swear to god hip hop was about the upliftment of humanity 

and i swear to god hip hop was what rock was not was what bach 

was not was not pop, (pop! pshhhh) 

guess i was gassed!, see i remember when dr dre used to expressss 

himself about hating the chronic, a few years later he's 

endorsing it while drinking gin and tonic 

suburbanites that blast Mase learned their mad face from onyx 

it was a rat race the first to properly use ebonics 

dynomite like JJ, but it was a fad like super sonic 

hip hop flipped from being autistic to a pop hit 

mainstream took control and we cannot stop it 

its a black art, being manipulated by white controllers 

just like rock and roll is ... we took the (beatboxing) 

we took the (beatboxing) ...