Sometimes it's tough to smile through this smog
When I can't even get through a couple miles of a jog
And the volume of these voices get so loud when I'm lost
I'm feeling like fuck it this is what I found in the fog
I been down, drowned in the dark of the moon if I'm doomed I don't wanna hear shit
Put me in a room with my tomb and the vision of my death and I bet you I won't fear shit
I'm over here sick like they found me in the bottom of a well/
Ima motherfucking god
bitch I promise this is hell/
I had problems with myself, but they've all been resolved in the closet/
And you know I didn't wanna run from the flow but I didn't have the handle to force it/
Of course this shit knock illest on the block like a doctor I'm surgical with the words
i preferred if they murdered you heavenly vertical I am headed off of this rock/
First in the universe hearse in the form of a verse if a virus appears in the flow/
Alienated they hate it I never should make it I'm sayin I'm here but if/
Fear is a foe as it permeated it waited to take what it could then it ran/
You ain't have a chip on ya table when ya ace was up the river you had already folded ya hand/
In this cave I have studied with the greats,
I was told by my father I would fall on my face/
Not a problem all I gotta do is learn from my mistakes/
leave the ashes in the urn I've gotta earn it but today/
Somehow I woke up in this cave feeling like I'm out of space/
I was told by my father I could teach you but I can't/
I was feelin like why bother it's so dark we can't escape/
Leave the ashes in the urn now it's your turn to fade away and if you wake up in a cave?
Judge not or you'll be judged first/
Dumb with the delivery, deliver me the drugs first/
Music as the methadone cuz Skep was prone to slug first/
Liquor was the scripture paint the picture it was love first/
Wait it turned it hate the passion when it flashed had appeared from a muzzle/
Death of a skeptik the rest is just history listen we had a different piece to puzzle/
I love you I swear i went through some shit to get here/
I think I'll just sit in this chair, thrown, knowin that your gonna take a fall makes the wall appear way before you're ready to go home/
Nailed it impaled by the thought of ya death and all you've got left,
And how when you're gone they'll object/
To everything you have ever said when you're dead they won't even know what army you repped/
He called you to step up to the plate or find a place at the dinner table/
Able said to Cain don't complain cuz I'm winnin hey you/
Lookin kinda light, what's it like? as he's spittin Cain took a knife then he took his life before he finished/
But am I my brothers keeper? I swear that I've seen the reaper before/
If Sleep is the cousin of death and I'm ready to rest then what's left but a reason to go?
I need it I know I should seek it believin is somethin I struggle with dug out this grave/
I tried by the time i was ready I deaded it there wasn't nothin to save....
and in the closing seconds I've performed a task/
That nobody before has done and you couldn't afford to ask/
Before the crash saw coverage budget was air tight/
Now I'm spendin time tryina recover from a fear fight/
I'm here, might as well walk out this session wit lesson/
Confession won't bring you blessings and rest don't bring ressurrection.
credits
from Haud Fines Finium,
track released April 20, 2014
Produced by: Charles Monroe
Written by: Chord Carter
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