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paul marz - don't give lyrics

a walking contradiction, nah listen
talking optimism, non fiction
misread the print of the altered edition
talk to the lord at the alter in visions
wealth made of wisdom tough to envision
dead made livin, touch of the risen
part inception, part resurrection
strangest artist in your collection
objection! why’d they rig the elections?
wipe out our minds, no recollection
cards that i’m dealt just part of the blessing
artist with health plus knowledge of self
guarding the belt of orion placed on a shelf
in the darkness alone with no help
in a moment i melt, microphone that held
like bones into dust, turn chrome into rust
consider threatening civilizations
harnessing fire prior to their neighbors
hid in dark caves waiting with patience
walk thru asia, into dark ages
pain chaos rage devestation
the sights that the ancients saw and then painted
odd looking ent-ties, oval shaped sp-ce ships
continents sunk to the ocean basin
fiends on the corner smokin base
temples sacred, face looks wasted
strong are deceived, brought down to their knees
plagues and disease lay waste to the weak
in a turn of events life’s strange and intense
i burn in a tent while learning intent
things don’t go right they turned and left
we pray to the east they turn to the west

مش هتقدر تتحدانا ولا حتي تيجي معنا
مش هتقدر تتحدانا احنا حاجة وأنت حاجةة
مش هتقدر تتحدانا ولا حتي تيجي معنا
مش هتقدر تتحدانا احنا حاجة وأنت حاجةة

a grouch, oscar, rapping impossible
knock em unconcious, swing like a boxer
started off standing immaculate posture
ended hunched over, slumped in a locker
swing pom poms, talk obnoxious
nonsense, stop this, can’t bear to watch it
stuff ’em in a box, start wrappin the box up
plus it don’t stop, i’m repeatin the process
got it on lock, when i flow i’m the lochness
monster, probably think i was scottish
gimmie my sword, i’m william wallace
sippin on scotch till i fall unconscious
causing caution.. forcing progress
often i am caught inside this
coffin that i’m forced inside of
suicidal soul asylum
still i could wild out, how ironic
test my calmness, lose my logic
caught in a moshpit, on & poppin
left in the darkness, stinkin, rotten
i don’t wanna hear that cr-p, put a sock in it
plugged in a socket, electric shockin’ em
pac with the postulate, cause an apocalyse
start wit the process, takin it hostage
not cause i want to, i got no options
ran out of choices i got it, i got this
i’m positive, pausing, p-ssing, impossible
m-ssive, the morning after i conquer
these rappers are boring as h-ll, i don’t wanna
hear what they’ve came to tell, i ain’t gonna
sit around, when i’m on, i’m..
top gun, i’m the sun in summer
who’s u favorite rapper? i’ll son ’em

بيقولو مصيبة بيقولو أني كارثة
بدخل مدارس ادرس اساتذة
تاخد معلومة طبعا دة حقك
شوكة سكينة هاكل في عقلك
سنين طويلة بعلم في اهلك
بنقدم رسالة تقلل من جهلك
شافو النجاح قلو دي سهلة
آه قلدونا محنا الا ساتذة

- paul marz lyrics

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