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dead.liiight - dead - intro lyrics

[liiight spoken word poem]
there’s a sunset on the other side, carried by chariots
i want to marry it, don’t let them bury it before i reach it
can’t get too busy teaching, to chase lightning
that’s my god given right, wait, he gave it right?
spent jaded nights just staring
i would sing to the ceiling, sing how i’m feeling
i know there’s hope, on one of these sides
i keep that hope, somewhere in my mind
it’s lovely when it’s easy to find, those sunsets
put that peace in me…

[verse 1: liiight]
xanny and pain my addiction
when damage is done ain’t no fixing
i wanna hang from the play ground
none of the kids will be innocent
all of us n-ggas is guilty
all of us n-ggas is filthy
down the river moving with the flow
razor blade in my banana boat
scratch till my skin bleed
break the surface that’s what i need
i hope i don’t ever try speed
i really just wanna be grounded
i really wanna put this noose to work
i wanna hang from the playground
another ornament to play round
strange toys all around the park
stranger things come out at dark
the kids stare at my body
n0body is innocent
shhh n0body gone mention it
another statistic it’s
sad that it’s come to this
n0body is innocent
my n-gga i meant that sh-t

[verse 2: ghost]
i swear the heat here drives folks crazy
people getting deep fried daily
only time there’s any peace is when its raining
only time i shed a tear is when its raining
people either die or disappear it never changes
for some reason, me i never feared the danger
come around here it’s like we speak a different language
all that twisting fingers and throwing up gang sh-t
came up with acquaintances, that speak with the harshest cadences
eyes stay vacant, blood, sweat and gun smoke is the fragrance here
days spent peddling poison, dead to emotion
something is broken, no diagnosis
most the homies been ghost now
same ones you used to hold down
same ones from the home town
same ones never sold out
went from bare palms to bearing arms to bare the fruits of my labor
i’m from where they ink tears you not a baby so cry later
our anger been evident prior to adolescence
i’ve seen harsh monotones develop from shaky tenors
most of us were barely legal doing break and enters
my og did a bid and faded into irrelevance
in the streets dropping bodies let the reaper reap the benefits
landlord applying pressure to watch the tenants get tentative
manner of a peasant never was one for the pleasantries
psychopathic tendencies, m-s-ch-sts envy my enemies
am-ss amenities feed my family like the kennedy’s
no p-ssive tenors need me an ella to sing me tenderly
raised a stray i stay paid of faded ent-ty’s
let them say i made my name when satan sent for me…

- dead liiight lyrics

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