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empara mi, kojey radical - spoon كلمات الأغنية

spoon

in a church an old man was playing, what was his answer…
god, music.. that they are one in the same?
at that moment was he hearing a different music than the literary of that church
where icons can be seen not only on the walls, like an orson wells character, mcain or macbeth
how far can you get along with evil
use a long spoon to sup with the devil
did you well out your lives calculating the length of the spoon…
only to discover that there was no supper

when the eye in the sky couldn’t help you fly
don’t waste your life just trying to get by
its our turn now, you can wear caesar’s crown
even a golden cage couldn’t hold you down

what if it’s my last gasp
my final touch upon the foreign sands
inside an inverted hour gl-ss
minutes p-ss, but i don’t choose to be a part of it
cos most stories end with ‘that ain’t the half of it’
my doesn’t
cos you can’t prize my grip
doc-ment my trip
i turn lethargic sick with being mediocre
i wasn’t here to rot like teeth in coca cola
intoxicate the sober through a speech on a sound wave
leech to p-ssion tryna reach a cloud state
elevate
the equilibrium that i’m living in, is sinking in
cos theres no plan for me
there never was
cos fates just a word
when destiny is lost

when the eye in the sky couldn’t help you fly
don’t waste your life just trying to get by
its our turn now, you can wear caesar’s crown
even a golden cage couldn’t hold you down

kojey verse:

6 feet of potential
i’m grave digging for gold
6 to 10 on an early rat race on the journey home
6.50 an hour i spent that on my soles
miss me with the drama. i manage but barely cope
bakery in my wallet. my wallowing pitiful
cycles of expectation, effecting my spirit to
miniscule in the moment. i ponder what’s my excuse. wonder why i still run from the sound of their ridicule
often i debate if the struggle is worth the pain. quickly went the distance because i needed
my sp-ce
the taste of inhibitions go, creep through my veins
preacher don’t condemn me, they love me for my ways
i could never waste time and let time waste me
i chased time for too long now my mind won’t sleep, i think about it
i wonder if time chased and when exactly i lost sight of what made me, me

- empara mi kojey radical

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