What do we even know about life?
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•18 Dec 2020
What do we even know about life? Well, I see, you have come crawling back to me to see the truth through the eyes of someone different than you and me, I don't look down at these rappers myself, I am seeing them through the eyes of the beast I am the rap demon, you got haunted by my style so bring a priest. You write some basic shit and just polish it, that's anithical to say the least. So many problems, So many that don't fit in my list. So many distractions, so many that made you miss. you had your shot, Life is like a bullet of a gun it goes through quickly and it always leaves a mark. if you miss your targets and you hate yourself about it remember you have only began huh? What can I know about life? Barely lived through it. what can I know about rapping? Barely bit through it. what can I say about depression? never been through it. What can you know about my life, haven't been through it. Go on and say what you think of my life You haven't been through what I've been through; but everyone meets their demise. So I guess it's just sad to see that nobody really gets my tracks when I'm killin on these beats, know i'm not myself, I'm in the mind of the beast, they say "be afraid of silent rivers"; That's why I keep shouting louder, to let people know that they don't have to be afraid but be prouder. I mean we have no leaders, we are supposed to be all equals while the beacons of protection are holding weapons and use wheedles to remind us of presence and their position in the community and they show acts of violence on every opportunity, laws don't apply to them they have immunity I can't breath, I am choking in this society so many people in the dark campaigning privately so many people organised going down silently. while everyone is watching, acting like nothing's happening. if you come to think of it, no story really ends they go on forever but they always hide the rest and they show only the part that the writer recommends and the rest of one's story is only shown to the blessed. I had the wooden sword and I fought them I had the wooden heart that's why I wasn't broken. but when I drew my mic like a blade in the night, I was surprised on the scene of watching fright as people keep on with always butchering the rap game I can understand why they sound all the same (THEY ARE CENSORED) I am the one who differs, or at least I am trying to this burning hell is full of sinners , who got a loud mouth too. life? we don't know much, but we keep learning and evolving.
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What do we even know about life? Well, I see, you have come crawling back to me to see the truth through the eyes of someone different than you and me, I don't look down at these rappers myself, I am seeing them through the eyes of the beast I am the rap demon, you got haunted by my style so bring a priest. You write some basic shit and just polish it, that's anithical to say the least. So many problems, So many that don't fit in my list. So many distractions, so many that made you miss. you had your shot, Life is like a bullet of a gun it goes through quickly and it always leaves a mark. if you miss your targets and you hate yourself about it remember you have only began huh? What can I know about life? Barely lived through it. what can I know about rapping? Barely bit through it. what can I say about depression? never been through it. What can you know about my life, haven't been through it. Go on and say what you think of my life You haven't been through what I've been through; but everyone meets their demise. So I guess it's just sad to see that nobody really gets my tracks when I'm killin on these beats, know i'm not myself, I'm in the mind of the beast, they say "be afraid of silent rivers"; That's why I keep shouting louder, to let people know that they don't have to be afraid but be prouder. I mean we have no leaders, we are supposed to be all equals while the beacons of protection are holding weapons and use wheedles to remind us of presence and their position in the community and they show acts of violence on every opportunity, laws don't apply to them they have immunity I can't breath, I am choking in this society so many people in the dark campaigning privately so many people organised going down silently. while everyone is watching, acting like nothing's happening. if you come to think of it, no story really ends they go on forever but they always hide the rest and they show only the part that the writer recommends and the rest of one's story is only shown to the blessed. I had the wooden sword and I fought them I had the wooden heart that's why I wasn't broken. but when I drew my mic like a blade in the night, I was surprised on the scene of watching fright as people keep on with always butchering the rap game I can understand why they sound all the same (THEY ARE CENSORED) I am the one who differs, or at least I am trying to this burning hell is full of sinners , who got a loud mouth too. life? we don't know much, but we keep learning and evolving.
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