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#25,054 in subgenre
Peak #167
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Peak #1,028
Author
Spit and Written by: Phist and iLLisophical, Produ
Rights
2002
Uploaded
June 01, 2003
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
First things firsts, my first curse was my birth//
From the belly of the Beast, feet first I kicked the nurse//
From my words you hear my fucking worst//
I’m born and shoved, to the gutter where there’s no above, it’s hell on earth//
My life’s work is worth the words of wisdom I’ve given//
Never to follow but listen, I choose the path that I’m hitting//
I recognize my existence, only a mortal death remains//
I sold my soul to the devil, here’s my body, keep the change//
I rearranged the pages in the book of time//
Paper-cutting my fingertips blindly, reading between the lines//
Given signs of hope, my dope ass vocals come out real//
Grim can never choke me with smoke, cause my throats a coat of steel//
Never kneel to no one, to seal emotions a challenge//
Ayo, the conflicts of my conscience kick my mind out of balance//
Silence the voices all around me the right choice is neglected//
Return with actions from decisions to make it even more hectic//
With perspective on detecting my spiritual essence//
My first tear was my first lesson, a cold cry confession//
One of Gods game of life contestants, my eyes are born//
I spot the Rose that grows upon the thorn, my spirits torn//
Lets ward of the curses of past, let optimism consume me//
Hope bleak visions of the future will no longer elude me//
Truly a blessing for the moment, but the afterlife seems depressing//
Gravity is my sins they keep me shackled from the heavens//
To much stressing got me focused on the dark days of past//
The dark grays of grass, in my life the green never lasts//
Born relentless, offence without defense//
God gave me his consensus without using his common sense//
Body is tense, never repent for sins and troubles//
Reflex within muscles, strong-arming souls, they turn to rubble//
Words of conceit never humble, set apart from other brothers//
Attempts to lock down our voices, but we stay deep under covers//
::HOOK::
My condemnation got me singing more like lamentations//
Showing my grief and sorrow, I borrow from my temptations//
I may have been the reincarnation of all the hatreds//
My body may cage my spirit, but it can never hold my patience//
Anxiously waiting, I'm hating my contemplations//
Facing a world of evils, relations with only Satan//
Spacing myself from those whose wrath oppose the path//
Keeping track of the facts, you take the first I take the last laugh//
I saw my past when I crashed through the glass of this classic…//
…Rapid train of thought, tragic became the main attracted//
I’ve lasted the drastic life of a born bastard//
Now I’m living with a new light, my life’s become re-mastered//
It's a hazard, havin to fathom the insane thoughts of a mad-man//
The outlook may seem saddenin, but its a result of what’s happenin//
It's a bad plan, but my thoughts are all I try-to-give//
We all live to die, but in true fact we'd die-to-live//
Forgive me while I reminisce memories of born anger//
Poisoned in the womb, consumin drinks from a stranger//
Staring danger in the eye, gone blurry, my momma cries//
Taught to never bend the truth, so I learned to realize//
Should I just accept the lies? As words get twisted and twirled//
Am I to prophesies? About the end of the world//
It’s absurd to think existence is only that of which you make it//
Most of life is wasted… and for granted the rest we take it//
Keep relations with the devil, a rebel above his level//
Seven deadly sins, he grins a thin smile when I tremble//
Assembled the army, his un-dead rise above the ground//
But I don’t build my strength from push ups, I push hell down//
Many a times I fell down, to hug ground was hell bound//
To get up my heart pounds, but in my mind propels sounds//
Life’s short can’t sell now; a minute lost is gone forever//
Evils overtake weak willed, but my mind will allow it never//
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