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Thunder Cries Feat. Jasmine
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hiphop native creealias shibastik
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Creealias The Shibastik... Native, Spiritual, Motivational, Conscious, Raw Hip Hop
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #1,004
Peak in subgenre #542
Author
Creealias The Shibastik / Beat by Jon Jeex
Rights
2002
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April 15, 2004
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MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Life...
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“Thunder Cries” It was bad enough when our youth were sniffin’ gas-and-propane… But now our reserves are being cracked-with-cocaine / Sweet grass is being replaced with a more potent form-of-smokin’… Pipes over-loadin’ causin’ nighty over-dosin’ // Losin’ pride leads to suicide… but who-am-I to Tell you how to live if you choose-to-die / I can only stay positive and hope that you-decide to choose-yah-life… You can live and lose to a lie or find the truth-inside // Been drinkin’ bottles-of-beer like it was-a-career… But without the pay… it’s all been volunteer / Forty years old, but party like it’s still the college-years… As empty bottles are refilled with fallen-tears // And teen lives are lost due to teenage pregnancy… Forced to deal with the pressures of leaving-a-legacy / I’m livin’ it… now I gotta share what I’ve seen-just-to-make-yah-see… Instead of making our own we have to learn from mistakes-we-see // Cultural issues have my throat-in-knots… So I’ll speak on ‘em and hopefully provoke-yah-thoughts / We live on a glass planet but we’re throwin’-rocks… Drinkin’ alcohol and smokin’-pot // They’re not so much the problems but the products of what’s wrong… But still they’re pointed out like they’re the only-targets / Is this our way to ignore the carcass of our dead end struggle out of the cold-and-darkness? // We’ve all got a match but we’re scared-to-light-it… Scared to find out just where-the-light-is / I drop sick flows but some are scared-to-like-‘em… I guess the content can seem fairly-frightnin’ // You can stare-at-lightnin’… it won’t stop-it-from-strikin’… I’m droppin’-my-mic-when people offer-their-writin’ to the / Devil… Sell their souls lower than mosses-and-lichen… If life’s a piece of cake I guess they’re lost-in-the-“icing” // -----Hook----- I’m gonna-rise like butterflies in summer-skies… And try to answer all the wonder-why’s / Walkin through the city with my hungry-pride… I come-to-find why the thunder-cries // I’m gonna-rise like butterflies in summer-skies… And try to answer all the wonder-why’s / Walkin through the bush with my hunter’s-eyes… I come-to-find why the thunder-cries // Don’t know the half… my people face a whole-lot’a-Nishues… Last night my sister went through a whole-box-of-tissues / Society forces us to hold-bombs-and- missiles… Is self destruction comin’ among these cold-drops-that-drizzle? // Forget-that… I’m never gonna step-back… respect-that When it comes-time to be on the frontline you’ll see I meant-that / Not for myself but I’m makin’ a name-for-my-race… Takin’-our-place… changin’-the-pace… Native-grace // No more wasted-days… time to wake-from-the-haze… Time to get to work, no more waitin’-for-change / Yes the government still owes us all-for-being-descendants of the Lifestyle they robbed but we must stop being dependant // Get off-our-knees-and-end-it… Stand-with-pride… Hands and heads high… from sand-to-sky / Let’s not let our future pass-us-by… It’s time to wipe dry our everlasting-cry // Why ask-me-why? It is-what-it-is… Everything is everything just like kids’ll-be-kids / But on the other hand… every man’s gotta be-a-man… Man enough to admit when he needs-a-hand // And I believe-I-can make a difference that’s why I’m in-this… Yes, the world’s changin’ but stop blamin’ the children / Just because they’re spray paintin’ buildings? Well who taught ‘em? And the images they’re drawin’? Where do you think they saw-‘em? // Sometimes I think my television’s-rotten… So many kids have fell-in-and-it’s-caught-‘em / Gotta tell-‘em-that-it’s-stoppin’… change-the-channel… There’s no real comfort in a flameless-candle // So talk to your kids and enjoy a family-dinner… And if yah Mom ignored you… pray and ask-He-forgive-her / But don’t repeat the process… the world can be dark-and-cold… Put heat where the frost-is… so many hearts-to-hold // ~Hook~ Victims of circumstance… we let our pride make us Tough-as
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