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hetero sapien - brother tariq lyrics

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[verse 1]
twas frosted cold when we lost his soul
was tossed alone, frenzy, lost in jolt
of constant blows then we got his corpse
the sobs ‘n crows for all his hopes
numb, solemn woes but solace grows
with an ominous tone in the johnson home
noxious smoke, toxins flow
all this for, talkin slow
might just go, tie a rope
light petrol, slice my throat
sorry bro, shot for no
possible, logic no
this is how it often goes
riches power all the blokes
live in towers pockets hold
friggin pounds of solid gold
got to go, haltin all this

pompous prophets run for office
tallest wallets crossin all us
godless raucous causin’ losses
lots of problems, all for profit
polits always call it faultless
chronic tonic causin vomit
carnage droppin tots in coffins

d-mn it man this land is lawless
bandits havin stranded all us
stabbed in backs with lancets all the
vandals branded jackin off to
p-ssion rabbits trappin novice
brats in packin flashin off the
jackets, bands ‘n lavish watches
packin mac tens, gats ‘n glocks but
half ‘em can’t just practice on a
p-ssin object
rather have ‘em blastin on to
nascent mobsters
padawans of, frank sinatra
p-ssin crack then hash ‘n juana
vagabonds just, sackin shopper’s
plantin pot buds, actin awful
slappin tramp’s ‘n nabbin ganja
lackin all the common knowledge
why’s this have to happen often?
can’t this gang sh-t actually stop bruh?
all this after grabbin chocolate?

why’s tariq so d-mn anomalous?
white or green no man is novel
died a priest or back as god still
light must reach the bad ‘n awful
to smite the weak, abandon slaughter
cause righteous people can’t just stop the
knives the weed or ban the shotguns
might just need to ask the lord for
light reprieve from canon law cause
higher needs must have priori-
ty but is this bat sh-t all that
skyward preachers have to offer
life just seems mo’ sad than moral
when might was bestowed back to monsters
plight of evil had to prosper
like a steeple at the top of
lightning peak or kilimanjaro

might just fall low
when i could follow, a life of sorrow
cry and wallow, mind was hollow
now it’s poundin like apollo’s
fire arrows
tried an auto, like vin van gogh
but i’m pic-sso, i’m immortal
tried some narco to restore this

broken heart in whole or part
it’s swollen, tart, alone in park
so i’ll go in hard, to spoken art
glow in dark to show em stark
i’ll hold the world like noah’s ark
blow their souls with potent sharp
explosive darts
the croaking bard on an overflowin barge
home is harm no open arms
no regard, for poet’s marks
controllin words, like olden swords
slowed in lard, in cornered march
“walking through water, waist-high sand.”
talking to mama, take my hand
god sent you ta, to shake high lands
i’ve gotten through all the aches, crime, man
make ty glad, d-mn lost the way
this is all i’ve got to say
soon we can just walk away
i’ll be there to talk today
here you go bro, rock the stage
rock the world
i’ll be with you all in short
endin every ounce of hurt
(gun shot sound effect)



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