"Can you tell me this - When are oppressed & oppressors ever equals? ... How many doses of fentanyl prove lethal?"
Recorded May 2019
lyrics
(Bridge)
Ally ally
Alleluia x3,
Alleluia
x2
(Verse 1)
An abstract winner, no excuses for my soul //
Props boost the ego, it be the same words to nail ya - to the cross... //
A grave dug by self, in it’s tossed - brute force //
In this world, is a win a loss? //
Only God can see it tho so I’m often blind... //
On the eve of temptation & the snakes wanna dine //
For the sensation, from holy to pagan - amazing finds //
I’mma make a way for us... just give me some time... //
Grotesque or beautiful? This life’s unusual //
The feelings are mutual... We move in Fibonacci nature.. //
Do I love or did it break ya? //
*Shhh* it smarts sliding down fingers, a dull pain that lingers... //
Ring ya bell [redacted]...put ya number thru the ringer & link up.. //
Yup, a face to face to find the focal point of this confusion.. //
Where we come together could corrode into occlusion //
Are we living harsh truths or feeding yout's illusions? //
Bizarre concepts that boost the ego’s nonsense,
A nuisance!
Not excused, victory’s assured for winners //
Bowed my head & thank God as I sat for dinner
(Verse 2)
If pain is something real , pushing through you feel - none..//
This life’s a dice game in a concrete field; It's fun but DODGE //
Weaving traffic, off faces doubt runs.. //
Striving for a rhapsody his outcome... //
In lyrical capacity, so pain is something actually there’s growth from //
Out the dirt could the truth sprout wholesome,,,//
Most digest image - labels invent gimmicks to withhold sun //
BUT ~KCUF~ THEM
(Bridge)
Ally ally
Alleluia x3
Alleluia
X4
(Verse 3)
They don’t know my heart... the news full of lies! //
Assumptions on my part, ignoring who died... //
No fair start, there’s more than meets the eye! //
Working day & night nonstop to survive... ///
I strive to rise from the tragedy in my shoes if you have the capacity...
Was forced to depart from US w/ clear eyes like Paul from Tarsus,..
In a city where loose change bangs cups & corner hawk spits,
Prostitutes strip while pimps talk shhh ///
Oh, you mad because I want OUT of this hell pit? //
On my Own terms & not catching shells from clips? //
Can you tell me this - When are oppressed & oppressors ever equals? Have you ever seen a Titanic sequel?
How many doses of fentanyl prove lethal?
Does a shepherd get mad at what the sheep do?
My innocence is evident don’t care what you say... //
What you mean..? I'll find another way..
The latest release from D.C. rapper Tef Wesley, featuring Grussle on production. Hard beats and tough rhymes that evoke 1990s hip-hop. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 8, 2016
