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concrete cee - knowledge كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
you know what it is
another day, i gotta pay
so another night i gotta write

[hook 2x]
the best of things are best attained through knowledge
the stress was great, the rescue came through knowledge
the blessings came, the lessons gave you knowledge
hindsight ain’t 20-20, cause people’ve twisted optics

[verse 1]
knees on the ground, face muddy
untarnished pride so why would i let a saint judge me?
ant-thesis to aphorisms, i’m a case study
of how conventional wisdom is just that
and it won’t serve people who have had to adapt
to circ-mstances in which for them thrive
an integral part of them would have to die
i’ll leave it at that, as cold words remark that most dreams crash
was raised by them, goals were sn-tched from my hands
cause if mom couldn’t live like she wanted, why should i get a chance?
so as tirelessly as i worked, the doors slammed shut
and subsequently she got mad when i stopped giving a f-ck
like i’m supposed to be stronger, withstand the acidic
derision on her part, while forsaking my mission
nevermind the mental conditions, the physical attrition
some would say that god marked me the day that i was christened
skin remained thin, gaze was vacant, came to his senses
which estranged friends, tainted love scathed him
resulting scars became a second layer
invisible, to jaded vision, thus i aged different
behold the poet who from ashes arose
the prison walls crack when i rap, the foundation crumbles
every song’s like a portal to jump through
to a cinema of pain where every portrait was untrue

-scratches-

[hook 2x]

[verse 2]
i have stared down the alleyways
face to face with gs, grams and grands
and gangsters, that’s why i walk a certain way
when in the streets – the cold stares don’t scare me
never delved deep enough to be stuck
knew when to escape or engage in fisticuffs
left opponents on the floor with a broken jaw
there’s a rage those close to me never saw
i carried thoughts of death with me
and solitude became blissful in such moments
meditated on getting beat and stomped in the face
flashback to my group home days
trading food stamps at the youth center for a meal
after school, how many among you know how it feels?
i ain’t mad though, honest, cause nothing is promised
the lessons gave me knowledge, so now i persevere…

- concrete cee

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