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damien marcus gwini - truth the rude lyrics

truth the rude x3

verse 1
no more hiding underground, crying under covers yeah i’m a lover full of nature undiscovered
the fugitive, the fire, the lyrical mic messiah obscured eyes, magicians walking one-‐legged on wire the city life, the people, like the heart that never tire working 24 hors just to get what they desire
the gun and drug supplier, the broker, the buyer civil wars, rebels, civilians under fire
the blood, the tears, the servants and the masters monopolized the game for vanity and power
the crime, the criminal, the false-‐hearted judge corrupted truth he budge, he the ally of a liar
the wise seek knowledge ‘coz knowledge is power and fools love folly yet folly burns like fire dressed to disguise like ms. doubtfire
my word go booom! automatic gun fire
war at home amazing it’s like edom and tyre
the yound ones, the innocent, the children, they suffer they might be separated for a minute or an hour
but death makes a disintegrated family gather
history is changing, women died in silence
victims of gender-‐based violence
traditionally accepted cultural oppression
a bunch of selfish cowards trying to satisfy their l-st treating their own women like they born to suffer
i’m just the other loving brother from another mother

verse 2
fearful minds worshiping outdated wisdom
false philosophies govern what they call freedom
do you, don’t doubt, don’t second-‐guess yourself
i’v got a free mind, i consider that a blessing
the global economy, metropolis and satellites
like stalin and the ghost of lenin and a couple of africans
on a pilgrim journey destination highgate cemetery
to seek for more answers coz a man is still not free
and it’s worse ‘coz we poor in a continent with riches
the rulers misuse resources and expose us to vultures
whom deceiving and ripping is a culture
and if the west robbed us, what makes you think the east won’t too? rastamun’s vibration, africa’s redemption
multiple populations with common civilization
dynamism of my culture got me misunderstood
derogative word ‘tribe’ got me beat my drum right chanting africa unite! one blood from one heart
r.i.p. to zimbabweans, who died in south africa
for the basic unit of the global community
victims of xenophobia, i salute you
sometimes this world is bleak but the sun still shines
they say when your loved ones die they will pave your way
but those tall-‐tales got me doubting life after death
when they die they are gone far away from this earth
it’s ash and dust and uncertain promised land
but it is when we truly know and understand
that we have a limited time on earth
and there’s no whatsoever way of knowing when our time will be up
that we begin to live each day to the fullest as if it was the only one we had truth the rude…

- damien marcus gwini lyrics

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