Forty Thousand Year Funk
DON MASTRO
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I never thought so much about my days of sin Just what to do next, but I never could begin And now I'm sitting here alone and lost and cold... Just kidding, no I'm not! I've always been too bold! And so I hear from all the people telling me That maybe this time, I'll figure out the key Would that be better? Would that make you love me? Not something that I want I spare you to spare me And if I offered nothing but my sympathies Would you still hold on tight to me without a dream? Would you hear me go on about these sort of things? Or throw me to the lions So they can eat me!? Don't act like you were special, few and far between Have that distinction – even less know it's a thing! Just hear me out as I present to you my truths So when I get popped You can say my name you knew! I got a loaded nine (9mm) just waiting Hanging on my right side Got a mean intuition Storms a comin' tonight And an eye on cars and people tryna take my little life But they gotta get me first! Cause I got wise! Yeah I got wise! Let everybody know You ain't the one to go Twelve rounds or two Kill or be killed It ain't even sad cause Baby it's the truth! Might be coming after you! I got a memory from a past life Reoccurring in dreams Forty-thousand years ago Pros say we didn't reach teens Never really got into all the why's and the how's Cause you know I met the beast! And I got wise! Seeing right through her lies! Let everybody know Forty-thousand years playing on a broken stereo You don't wanna hear it Cause you're scared of the truth! That we've all been abused! And I ain't sayin' I'm free I just wanna be me And that ain't good for anybody Not for no one but me! But I'm wise! Seeing further than my eyes! The masses stand taught and neat As the mouth of the beast Starts to gnash and moan and speak! Turn your heads and follow me To the light! From the dark there's always light! History breaths into the night! Shades of fight mixed with flight! Let the beat come in Let the beat come in She ain't here But she's knockin' on the door With the 45's & 24's Smashing through the front door! Should have a lot of worries But I already know that I'm slick Yeah and every day's just like a winning lottery ticket – oh… Heaven saved my soul! You soul'd yours for gold! And now I'm sitting here With stacks and no more fear Cause I took a ride! (Fateful ride) And now I see the hands that guide Are the same ones that smite And really who-da known It ain't some omni-form Changing up the tides But one who bleeds just like he, she, me, you, or I… See we're caught up in a lie! So do your praying now Cause when the heavens fall Masses gonna see How they're owned by the beast And that won't include me! Saint Michael won't you choose me? Saint Michael won't you set me free? Oh Saint Michael won't you, please? Could you really believe We were meant to be Something so much more greater Than the us we see? When we look Inside of ourselves Or in the mirror Scary image Pills on the shelf Forty-thousand years Only know about four Might got stacks on racks But you're still dirt poor! And no scheme or scam gonna solve that for you! What-cha gonna do when you're bankrupt morally? And so am I Judge lest ye be judged Even if you think it's fiction from above Where's the lie? Can't say I'm fine Just might try harder than the average guy But in a world like this Only tough survives! Get blood on your hands Or spill blood and lose life At least That's what fits the mold Might break all the rules But it suits the bold Those who call the shots… Never crazy, only ever connected dots… Under stars By the stars In the sky of this sim He looks up to the heavens They look down upon him My God! I saw! Then drawed! My pistol right from its shell! OH! Conquistador! Tell me now, do you want some more? And when I say "do you want some more" I mean exclusively physically! I draw from my side My piece – I toss aside! And supply my knife Which is also trashed – fair fight! And I grab your neck And with a SNAP, POP, CRACK, and SPLAT! I take the life of a man Deemed worse than I! Am I good? Am I bad? Can a man judge on behalf Of a world so cold? This life, enslaved and sold! THE BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! AND BILLIONS! Te Quiere, Te Quiere, Te Quiere, Llevantarse! Te Quiere, Te Quiere, Te Quiere, Llevantarse! Te Quiere, Te Quiere, Te Quiere, Llevantarse! Te Quiere, Te Quiere, Te Quiere, Llevantarse! I told you not to play me! I warned you And now you know You SHOULD have LISTENED!
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