Lyrics:
had to dig deep beneath the surface
And I found my description written in cursive
I am a ... black man, a man of God, an honest heart
That's made
Fall
Seize
I am merely debris
Scattered along the ground
False
Rage
A man in a cage
An explosion without a sound
Drawn
In
By
'Cause the game could be detrimental to ya boy."
I Silver Surf the city circuit, forever lurkin on the street surface
I spit blood for blood verses
observed
The holy man's bones are washed away by the sea
The great protection stones stand impassively
What if we can't make it back?
Omens flash in
worth by what is on the inside
I say the measure of a man
Is not how tall you stand
How wealthy or intelligent you are
'Cause I've found out
and get some real killers who won't let you walk on by
Or that drama slide
Man get ostracized
Daughter cries 'cause her father dies before her eyes
Watch
the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring she shall rise and on the surface die”
-Alfred, Lord Tennyson - “The
Fame and money's where many get their identity
That's dead to me, that's detrimental like leprosy
People dreaming of getting rich by any means
Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze drifting on by, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new day,
gain the top
Take on the load of man
Any act is just a drop
But Together form an ocean
The Simple things
Lose their prices
Just Brushing Surface
You
hear the silence, emanating violence, from the unmet needs of so many broken hearts
All we do is sweep it all under some barriers, controlled by the many
Man, I don’t know about you
But I done had a long week
Man, me too bro no cap
And I’m ready to gon head roll up and get high
Aye yo sis, spark that
overrated, overstated, over-exaggerated
Like his old man insecure, inferior
I can confirm cause I'm his old man
I’m toxic broke glass, a reflective surface
remember that time we did that s*** by Big Lots, bro
Or that time your mom dukes picked me up when I was walking
Went down Redbug with the thang on me
Man
on my cheek, cant trust what i feel
cchilles and jesus betrayed by a heel.
Caesar and brutus, ambition don't kneel,
c stage in the play, cant trust its
If there is no such thing as time, you're already there,
And you're controlling this cycle
You say, "Man, look what we found here, Einstein,"
High roller, but you wouldn't know it by the way that I rolled up
Career lifespan lookin' good, it ain't slowin'
One after another, man, I just keep
Mindset that we all gone shine
One time man we
I said flip it
Fl-, fl-, fl-, flip the rhyme
One at a time
Clock ticking it's on the dime
Never step
monument to man's worst flaws
Dark outline against burning sky, brooding and alone
Defying the lash plied by unseen hands
His boots clave to the ragged
jealousy and envy, heavy and plenty
Within the man who claim they friendly
But really, not really, blind shots
But see it clearly, that's without the henny
Whole towns of me not resting in peace under white man-made lakes across the United States
I, nurse, cry, as I send black queer boy off with Po-Po
Cuffed
no love
You aint got no soul
All the lies you'd tell
Man, that shit got old
Movin' by myself cause that's the way I go
Close to the surface but still
Maybe one day
I'll see an old man
Withered and weary
With a shaking hand
But this is
The same old handsome man
I fell in love with at sixteen
All
youth
Middle school walking round I couldn't picture what Id do
But now I realize this is what they meant by staying true to you
She's an angel and that's
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