kevlaar 7 - until we're ashes lyrics
verse 1: durban
on the micro bus/ weaving/ around the township/
psyco stunts/ believing/ this correct route sh+t/
moody cabbie/ muddy puddle reflecting my avi/
a.n.c./ twitter relief/ style/
profile wild/ mad traffic/ in my attic/meanwhile/taking in sounds/ style wild/ as we arrive/
at the central/ workshop/ i heard/ hot sounds/ drums roll/
humanistic hustling sounds/ tussling go down/
renown/ violence/ shhhhhh/ re+crowned silence/
sometimes when/ durban roads bend the guidance/ got this work+a+ haulic/
steady yearning for the islands/
sh+t/ it’s business at hand/ i passed point road/
keeping my pockets closed/ thieves rocking mr. point clothes/
anoint the roads/ with my ashes/ passive/ believe/ scenes/
on the postcards/ it’s adolescence…
verse 2: medellin
wake up/
stretched out in medellin/ etched out in vivid dreams/
sunbeams/ enter/ the center of pablo’s scene/
searching the landscape/ sunlight lace/ my balcony/
sun draped/ the empanadas i taste/
delicious/ neighbor across the way doing her dishes/
i waved/ she say “eros guapo”/ what is this?/
business/ at hand/ new land/ but same difference/
mountainous/ slums/ n+ggas and drugs/
from out the fog/ emerging/ colombian thugs/
they show love/ he said “yo/you represent us”/
from up above/ to down here/
hit me off/ with a pound and a hug/
my n+gga gab showed us the slums/ grimy sh+t/
no trouble in customs/ they rushed us/ through/
copa airlines/ await/ a hairline rush/
just like us/ different hates/ different l+st/
l+sting/guns bust/ billowing ash dus
verse 3: (gun rule/ detroit)
awesome dreams from the bottom/ spotting the rotten/
houses in between/ every empty field/ is it sodom/
i wonder/ pops took us out the hood/ next to so called good/
neighbors/ but we un+wanted/
they god was willie lynch/ and take this good book it’s his/
whenever i burn bridges/ i light a path to the finish/
f+ggot cynics/ bankrupting our districts/ gentrifying / our eyes/
have us believing july/ side/walks/ is frigid/
f+cking our minds/ guns rule detroiters/ we blind/
or oblivious/ non+chivalrious/ to her civil+ness/
no difference/ blanketed images/
i’ve travelled across bogota bridges/
built my way past kwazulu henchmen/
the lynch pin/ is the axis/ of the earth/
birth survival like a cactus/ vital to that h2o balance/
baring talons/ and talent/ by the gallons/
we all belong in a palace/ kings & queens/
speaking the same language/
banging this beat with malice/until we ashes…
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