Letras
1.
Frame of reference readjusted
Life's out of focus
Await swarms of locus
They never came
Guilt washed away with dark rain
Retained sense of self seen in rippled puddle
deconstructed simple structure
Left lung punctured
Punctuates precise statement in relation to struggle
demeanor seems subtle but rugged
Speech that's send shutters undone with
Wisdom filled lament
Respect minimal
At most 5%
Watch the weak chested vent minstrel music
Men play pretend
These acts ain't amusing
Propagate illusions of ignorant underclass
My people understand much more than gun blast
Entire generation feels trapped
Stifled our attempts to advance
Silenced sniper rifle found in hands cause of ill circumstance
Chorus:
No excuse for this path we choose
My niggas just starved for truth
Sick of watching puppet strings move
These drums never soothe
Communicate to core of youth
What to prove?
Mental aimed to spark that fuse in these crews
No excuse for this path we choose
My niggas just starved for truth
Sick of watching puppet strings move
These drums never soothe
Communicate to core of youth
What to prove?
Mental aimed to spark that fuse in these crews
Got intellect in ranks along with straight goons
Retuned vocal chords to absorb direct wounds.
2.
Resume with similar staggered step
Never slept.
Every minor breath under constant threat
Armor shed now left to fend for self
What we dealt just alludes to dysfunction
Disproved your assumptions
Acts connect with synapse to react at right moment
Paragraphs stay potent
vicious mind molten
Burnt offerings with thoughts like explosions
False notions fall to night's oceans