landmarque - dream merchants lyrics
[verse]
yo, it already started in the riots
and shall it only confirm that for other people to listen
something should burn
in south africa it’s already a way of life
you pay the price and people get taken for granted like burial site
take a pagan right and obey the night
as for me, i got my sites set, i’m taking the maiden flight
trenches, i’m the credentials
i’m a war township pencil
the top dog kitchen utensil
yeah, you got potential but you need to first roll the dice
and you know it’s not coincidental
sequential prototype, i came from a long line of fundamentals
so on some matters, we are polarised
broke the ice of frozen night
life can be cold so the fire exposes your soul
like a night of open mic
just another story to be told, another episode
and another open door just waiting to be closed
it’s dreams for sale
[?] for water as a pipe dream
you get mail for lower orders of divine schemes, follow
check the papers cold as frozen water on ice creams
expose your autism running out prisms like a light beam
it’s the art of colour visible on white screens
black’s the grammatic brilliance, definers of design teams
i’m the ilk of the highest form and dimension
combining elements diviner sense of intervention
don’t be sending peter mcneeley right in front of a tyson fight
it’s called sacrifice if you the reason people die tonight
before i light this spark at night and travel a rite of passage
a paralysing viper bite, tag a maritime disaster
vernom in the blood on the high and praise shadows
i’m on solid flight, you wanna ride before you plateau
i’ll be the silent type until you’re qualified to tackle
the cousin of sleep is death if they pass a poisoned apple
look, i sign on paper so i’ll take a wild acre
i got on my [?]
from the world of the wild, son
a dog on wild hunt
it’s a dog+eat+dog so you can bring it if you got some
you got none, quit running beside the bosses
we top brass like lithuania and [?]
for me it’s home ground with or without a gold crown
slow down, not too fast, pick up your losses
hang your head when you walk with your bruised ego
this ain’t bars, you got no signal like a cheap phone
catching vibes like idle aristocrats
i’m writing on the wall so you can see it like a lithograph
it’s a piece of theatre, get your mind cleared up
put in gear, i’m on the block like a rear tyre
it’s gotta be religion if everybody relies on it
i’m related to a god so somebody gotta die for me
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