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cameron uzoka - daze lyrics

[verse 1: cameron uzoka]
powdered vanillas, evangelists and cathedrals
entering and gently dropping water on people
but in the hood all i see is a summer fan
blowing the weave off of a single mother her pram
filled with kilos of c0ke
and baby daddys running the road, where is the hope, s-x a man for a note
she’s 35 with no employment credibilty
and low self esteem confirm she’ll never revolt
i’m soaked, in the holy ghost
4 5 let loose, till you’re only ghost
and charring with the embers of satan
praying in the dungeon of h-ll
with demons screaming i want your soul, while slicing your sh-ll
and girls who got rapped on a monday morn
one of them was my girl i couldn’t bear to look on
daddies copping a feel while deep in their sleep
no wonder girls give up v’s before they see wisdom t–th
its a cold world
the other day my brother got stopped in plaistow
by this woman she waved and followed
black goldiclocks. skin radiating her sorrow
said i’ll give my body if you have 5 pound
bl-wj-b is included if you say right now
he said fix yourself up, i don’t want you
she stubbornly asked again d-mn what’s wrong with you
he said h-ll no
she gave him the cold like winter snow
lord forgive her for her sins
i don’t blame she probably got locked in a room by some guys who took her pride
raped her adolesecne and essence choked and resides in
a sea of forgetfulness where memories never arise
another brudda dies
another brudda dies
and the k!ller is dissmissive
cause 20 years is nothing wheen you’ve taken life of the witness

and while that’s happening my mums screaming down my phone
saying there’s no p in the house
shes been wearing the same blouse for 2 years and does her hair every 4 months, its kinda foul
my lungs can’t take this, my dad shasn’t made it
if money was a clothing i’ll probably walk around naked
from weapons contractor to working 4 jobs a day for 3 years
oh lord when will i make it
he asked for a 1000 pound, he asked for a 1000 pound and truly that’s all i had
i’d do anything for dad but i had to keep that money to charge my oyster every week ,its kind of mad
to go to a uni who wasn’t giving me pay
but i gotta look clean i won’t lie i hesitaed
for a minute planned fabricating a lie
smiled with my eyes while collaborating with sighs
it took 3 days to say yes
my dad appalled, he begged me to give him more
he was too afraid to say bills need to be paid
tears dropped from my eyes lord should i pray
or should i go back to brixton to meet dean marsh
go back to country and shot till i see cars
in a garage,with those cocaine n-ggers
blind stevie wonders light, with more dark
most of my uncles are in cults they do juj
wizards trying to k!ll me as i read books
but i’ll never be a sacrifice
they’re planning to take my soul but i won’t die tonight
cause i’m a three headed dragon in zanarkand
drinking blood of a slave in a cave governed by anakin
near a pool of serenity freestyling illmatic
i’m an angry nas but never panic
you can’t k!ll me cause my words will last foreever dawg
memories remain even in the heart of bureetas lord
this is newham where the skinny n-ggers die
gain pounds and that’s why the skinny n-ggers ride
bathe in a cherubims soul and then enrol
to the school of hard knocks, selling those rocks
rip champion we all miss you a lot
news of your murder put younger brother in shock
times like these i scroll the truth with my third eye
a visual utopia in my worst life
where did champions soul go
heaven or h-ll but i don’t know
i just pray everyday champions soul is with jesus
and i pray the same prayer for all believers
i’m in a room with a newborn in a casket

- cameron uzoka lyrics

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