superyellow – may’hlale phansi lyrics
[verse 1]
my mouth’s got the stink of a bottom of a bin
tongue stings a mic, never trickling with spit
lungs pace back and forth, anxious in a runner’s high
where the mucous? it’s the source of my aging mental pit
i’ll admit, my shades grew faint, shifting through a glitch
games played on day+to+day with these waves i omit
this is pain oozing, blood on pavement, all for nothing
went mad at bullies stabbing dreams and my lively cousin
what’s your form without function, crushed as paper thrown
on a wall, displayed as joy to some but serving no but the meek?
fought a war in a psychiatric ward, discussing oceanic
through some poetry, y’all ain’t heard me, though
guess i’ll stuff such underneath the bed and the mess i’ve made
and let the works be ghosts to the pages where i jot mistakes
throwing bass with this pitch, snapping out the senses
p+rs+ltongue flow, slytherin’ through all your guesswork
i’ve seen the h+ll in others, the f+ck you think i’m shaking for?
ancestors took me in, thankful, now who’s glad?
problem is that the kids took it lightly, dismissed it with a camera flash
mood swinging out my liver, am i manic or just mad?
guess i’ll take these pills just to brush it off
or a cig at least to drill them punches at the core
would i speak all the while there lies some sores?
this ain’t metaphor, kungcono ‘shisw’impepho
[hook]
may’hlale phansi imbamb’umthetho
may’hlale phansi imbamb’umthetho
may’hlale phansi imbamb’umthetho
may’hlale phansi imbamb’umthetho
[verse 2]
in the bends, diving while i breathe through a can
bloodstream trapped, bubbles popping out when i land
only feast on the yams with slouched backs, never relaxed
when a pig snuffs the only spark in my hand
cursed be the thing that’s on your fingertips
these thoughts included, flows now polluted with the drip
from the nectar of the dome, abusing mics, sh+t
how long have i never had a home?
the search for a truth has been lost
handles changed, now who’s the dude with no sauce?
paid the cost to see the gods in men and in objects
now, i speak in shadows seeping deeping in this content
birthed in a cage, till when shall i see the globe?
will it be at a time where i’m no longer boxed
the path i walk alone is of my soul
check my souls tied to the earth, no chains up on these ankles
not a poet but i tend to speak through the angles
wrapped acute on tangents, never posted on the block, always on samples
causing havoc on your taste, i had to crop a star within its sp+ce
i’d rather not
but fellows, this is what what you get from the dude named superyellow
ayo, ayo, ayo
in short, it’s all a wave and not music, ya dig?
only throwaways that survived the recycle bin, split
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