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elessar - gorgeous lyrics

[verse]
penitentiary chances, falling finances
twenty first century called, stalled on the advances
and he’s so appalled, with all these f-cking dances
got caught with an eight ball, but he had his handgun
read him his miranda’s then the cop glanced at his glock
but the cop caught shots, they landed, the blood beyond a bandage
the tape and chalk can’t manage all the damage, he’s running
they hunt him round the clock, but he had the advantage
a vantage point, manages how he behaves so he stays
out the joint, in the streets, but he sleeps in the caves
and weed deals yield more, of course he prays
he stayed hard at work, his children worlds away
he ran faster than flash when the police hit the scene
no use, a few hours later he was under a knee
but soon he’ll be standing tall with the sun at his back
unlikely after all, perhaps that’s cause he’s black
and his kids back home have no home and that’s
why he cried when he tried and it didn’t mean jack
but the truth wasn’t told to the world on the tv
he uncouth when paroled, got no girl to go see he
alone in untold poverty, no scholarly jobs around
so he rolled with the bank robbery across town
k!lled the guard efficiently, now he’s renown underground
and somehow he works his way back around in this sh-t
finally rich, first-cl-ss, but he’s second-handed
luxury p-ss at last, but then he landed
no cash advances, eventually he’s stranded
the cost of lost, a lost cause, its random
and he knows that plenty of him was demanded
and he knows his goals are empty when he’s candid
said he was caught red handed, before he was branded
the machine k!lled his dreams he’s demeaned and disbanded
once a teen with a dream looking for a land to feed his family
abandoned, left home at fifteen, grown and rowdy
seems he seized upon police, oh how it could be
crime scene finality seems to need rationality
mujahideen mentality, tv screens the fatality
cnn on the scene, interrupting your reality
he sees sixteen hollow points hit between his joints
another casualty casually sees that he lacked a voice
tragedy, clearly to me, he lacked choice
a story basically straight out of joyce
a modern tragedy, a simile of ulysses
stream of consciousness rap, a facsimile
simply written in memory of anyone in the slums
who’s been gunned down, run down just because
no fuss, he was no one, just some alien sc-m
trying to become someone with funds, now he’s done

- elessar lyrics

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