"Mayan Ruins" lyrics
I will one day be Mayan ruins
Man that's something you should think about
What's so important about the things you doing
Why you poke yo lil chest out
I will one day be Mayan ruins
Give us something to be proud about
Think twice about the way you moving
You will one day be Mayan ruins
That's where everything I've known of me to be sacred will be called ruins
And all my best practices and silliness and secrets and even the obvious
Flattened into a field trip
Guided by people who are so sure they know they know
Will absolutely mangle, misinterpret
Reading themselves into the fraction of what's left of me
Ruined
Prop as mysterious as Druids
And I don't even know which parts of me, which brick of mine will stand on top of each other
I know which ones I wish were
I built these to last, and those not to be seen, but who knows
Entire chunks of my person gone into the ash heap of the ages
And still other parts of me reclaimed by the jungle's flora, reimagined by its fauna
Things I thought were permanent had small cracks
And these plants popping through leaving my temple ruins
Intangible meanings and functions fall victim to the erosiveness of memory
And the corrosiveness of time
One day you'll all be an ancient city
Where people will try to piece together your personality and politics by looking through crumbs under your couch
You'll try to tell them, that's just what they are, crumbs
You thinking about it all wrong
They'll hang forks and bowls, and blankets in museums
And muse over its totem powers
You will one day be Mayan ruins
They gon marvel over dinner bowls
It's gon seem so oblivious
But obvious is cultural
You will one day be Mayan ruins
Just a lil cave drawing
You will one day be Mayan ruins
Everything you know will be gone
It's so weird you're gonna try to scream through time
But it's just a fork
(No look over there)
And all that I had hoped and believed to be what will remain
Is completely overlooked
And what's left of me is discolored, water-logged
And, they can't tell them drawings are centuries apart from whole other families
They don't know that Doggystyle and DAMN. are decades apart
It's just a hip hop playlist
They'll only see me in two dimensions
Not knowing that I've changed over time
Good moments and bad
My ruins are not telling the story you think they are
Well, they are telling a part of it
But not the part I wish it told
The part I wish it told has grown cold
One day my whole temple will be ruined
One day my whole temple will be ruins
Reclaimed by the jungle I came from
Reclaimed by the jungle it came from
Reclaimed by the jungle it came from
Man that's something you should think about
What's so important about the things you doing
Why you poke yo lil chest out
I will one day be Mayan ruins
Give us something to be proud about
Think twice about the way you moving
You will one day be Mayan ruins
That's where everything I've known of me to be sacred will be called ruins
And all my best practices and silliness and secrets and even the obvious
Flattened into a field trip
Guided by people who are so sure they know they know
Will absolutely mangle, misinterpret
Reading themselves into the fraction of what's left of me
Ruined
Prop as mysterious as Druids
And I don't even know which parts of me, which brick of mine will stand on top of each other
I know which ones I wish were
I built these to last, and those not to be seen, but who knows
Entire chunks of my person gone into the ash heap of the ages
And still other parts of me reclaimed by the jungle's flora, reimagined by its fauna
Things I thought were permanent had small cracks
And these plants popping through leaving my temple ruins
Intangible meanings and functions fall victim to the erosiveness of memory
And the corrosiveness of time
One day you'll all be an ancient city
Where people will try to piece together your personality and politics by looking through crumbs under your couch
You'll try to tell them, that's just what they are, crumbs
You thinking about it all wrong
They'll hang forks and bowls, and blankets in museums
And muse over its totem powers
You will one day be Mayan ruins
They gon marvel over dinner bowls
It's gon seem so oblivious
But obvious is cultural
You will one day be Mayan ruins
Just a lil cave drawing
You will one day be Mayan ruins
Everything you know will be gone
It's so weird you're gonna try to scream through time
But it's just a fork
(No look over there)
And all that I had hoped and believed to be what will remain
Is completely overlooked
And what's left of me is discolored, water-logged
And, they can't tell them drawings are centuries apart from whole other families
They don't know that Doggystyle and DAMN. are decades apart
It's just a hip hop playlist
They'll only see me in two dimensions
Not knowing that I've changed over time
Good moments and bad
My ruins are not telling the story you think they are
Well, they are telling a part of it
But not the part I wish it told
The part I wish it told has grown cold
One day my whole temple will be ruined
One day my whole temple will be ruins
Reclaimed by the jungle I came from
Reclaimed by the jungle it came from
Reclaimed by the jungle it came from
