North Cordova / Baldy Road (feat. Marcus Lee)
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I don't want to go back there... Shut the f*ck up! This is why Jesus made you! Stay the f*ck down! Boy! Are you Cain or Abel? Shut the f*ck up! I'm doing this 'cause I love you Stay the f*ck down! This hurts me worse than it hurts you! What a fateful game against San Gabriel in September Where the damage to my brain was motivating my temper Member of the team with an ember in his iris Where he should've held a gleam, but can't remember he's in crisis Forget the Demon Dionysus as I stumbled off the field Missing scenes in lives of fighting, might've stumbled, dropped the shield Never healed the hiding, and stop shy of wielding truth Lost my steering wheel to Jesus and we flying off the roof I'm the proof of evil genius, and my mind's my only weakness Too aloof to make my teachers wise to the reasons I'm sleepless Their prying questions, I'm speechless, thoughts are stuck in the mud My "why" for death is so seamless, but no luck with a gun! I've been corrupted and sweetened with artificial complacence This concussion starts a sequence where I snitch on my rapist And it's a lot to take in, all this rage that's been brewing He made a tackle out the bassist, he don't know what he doing! I don't want to go back there... My face is black and blue from a trip to Del Mar To watch the ponies run a loop as Father bought out the bar I pushed him down, pushed my luck, paid the price with a punch But he was drunk and hyphy later, broke his spine with a crunch Couple months after that, he was lively and violent My mind still fuzzy with nothing and he's too clumsy to fighten Thinks my "that's enough!"-s are funny, 'til I'm fighting for real It was probably less than twenty, the entire ordeal Tried to take my phone from me, needed to conceal my voice Lied to take my home from me, yeah that's how he'd steal my choice Mind is roaming to the lives he dangled over me for silence Older, never chose to look to rosaries for guidance Grabbed his shoulders tightly and slammed his back into the wall He gasped and then he folded, landed hard (I let him fall!) Standing over him I stalled, staring into the kitchen Saw the light of justice shining in a paring knife's glisten And my mission in admission, was a lust for revenge This was permission from the Gods that his life should be ended! I couldn't cleanse the world of all the evil I'm presented I was tested and I failed, too feeble for the sledge I chose my freedom and fled, Mom picked me up in hysterics I gave no reasons for dread that she could fit with their marriage All the damage so apparent but the cause still a spectre Then the fam went from caring to declaring "Defector!" Shut the f*ck up! This is why Jesus made you! Stay the f*ck down! Boy! Are you Cain or Abel? Shut the f*ck up! I'm doing this 'cause I love you Stay the f*ck down! This hurts me worse than it hurts you! And you know I gotta go... And you know I gotta go... And you know I gotta go Leaving a piece of my soul up at Baldy Road Peaceful memories are old Saving just a piece of those times up at Baldy Road Baldy Road Baldy Road Even though you all been playing my life I'll always recall the times I was up at Baldy Road "Toodles" to toboggans Too rude telling the truth, you begging pardons You flew too close to the father, just spewing toxins You lose the focus you bother, your skin'll harden What we had in common was a cabin on the mountain But the angel fallen never asked to tap the fountain It's an ancient Walkman, full of U2 to boot Learn the pain of stopping when you feel their rage from speaking truth This escape from all the ruin, an Eden in the hills No one questions what you doing... "He just eating what he kills!" Hook 'em by the gills, or fill 'em full of pellets Cut 'em up and serve with a spill of pickle relish, if you selfish And you know I gotta go Leaving a piece of my soul up at Baldy Road Peaceful memories are old Saving just a piece of those times up at Baldy Road Oh the need to so embellish must be sweated out my skin! But the seed of my most-hellish always closeness to my kin Seems I'm chosen on the bell-curve to find the left side Thought y'all were open-minded, had the nerve to lie for your pride If you pry this free from your mind, you're never welcome back We got the keys, with more time, we like "Who the f*ck is Jack?" Before I walked this path, learned to fly at the Zen Center My Father raped my ass, that's why I'm a bed-wetter They said "it gets better, Dad and Uncles had this too!" Kept their knowledge on a tether, stayed puzzled to my truth You'd think the red flag they waved would fly in their face But they'd rather place a gag and keep me out of their space Lashing out when looking back 'cause I just filmed at the cabin Saw the pretty golden plaque they planted next to the Aspens For my cousin that would pass, not four full years from my fractions Who they knew was smoking glass, and left him out off the wagon They never wanted Jason there! 'Cause he's an addict! It's tragic! How he died, and now they care? They're such predictable Catholics I know it's graphic, and antagonistic, how I break this down But I lost my Baldy Road, I'm too explicit with my doubts
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