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“word”
by julian lozano
copyright 2015
[intro]
it’s funny to think that the right combination of words can change someone’s entire life
change my entire life
[verse 1]
i have a creative itch that is insatiable
a clean lake ya shift, and mix, and shape, and mold
make rivers. the basin, kids stand in the stage and show
our inards. a plagiarist can’t imitate this flow
since eight years old, i was making great tapes, ya know?
but, it was on the low like jfk dates monroe
i been spittin’ long enough to fill the great lakes. withhold
no information, though. the games sacred oath i’ve taken, bro
i need to escape sameness, drones, and nameless foes
they’re goliath, and i’m david. pr-ne to take a stone
and making em’ break his bones
words can hurt and be changing the status quo
words conspired to provide you with righteous
words inspired the civil rights movement, priceless!
the worst desires: the third reich duds and isis
in the beginning was the word. god described you in likeness
to himself, and the universe was born
i don’t know if that’s true, but how do you exist in form?
singularity is coming like trans humanists have warned
so, you better move it, b-tch like ludacris if you are misinformed
our stupid-ness is for sure the root of this, and your word
misusuing it will corner our humans. shift it forward
we’ll be able to smell the bullsh-tter’s putridness his pores spurt
when they tell you: “shoot your kin!” refuse it! it’s an order!
[chorus/bridgey-thing]
i’ve been living most of my life, oh, misusing the word
and for that i paid a high price, oh, the moods they usurped
i give you my word
i give you my word
i give you my word
i give you my word
when i’m on this mic, i’m going to k!ll it for sure!
i give you my word
i give you my word
i give you my word
i give you my word

[verse 2/bad-ss climax]
you said all the right words. don’t apologize, sir
the dishonest guys will wanna try to sodomize your
bottom might hurt. they polish lies, and modify turds
and say: “you want a bite, sir? i’m on your side, sure!”
the bottom line is, on their minds is dollar signs first
they want you to sign the dotted line and put a collar like merch
around your neck. you found respect? wounds cauterized burns
from the man’s heat. i’ll be as free; personify birds
‘cause, i wanna fly. search the planet for happiness
i know that it’s within, but these capitalists can’t -ssist
trapping us en m-sse in a bin, scr-pped into big stats and lists
rappin’ as an activist. to the man, i’m an antagonist
it’s also the fault of the awful results
of your ignorance! get a hint?! all of these qualms
we can solve with a spiritual knowledge
this era is godless. use the spirit til’ we near a preponderance
of people who understand the cycles of everything
those who run the world have insight, yo, to heavenly
bodies waxing and waning. they’re maestros of energy
the holy spirit’s in my house- a delightful amenity
bags of green so i can redeem sanity
yeah, this spring i’ve been planting seeds to attract some peace
i’ll be as serene as a placid, clean, certain nazarene
better fasten seats! like -ss-ssin’s creed
i’m k!lling everything that isn’t serving me well
the biggest enemy i’m finna’ purge is the self
pity, and i’m fixing all the nerves and these cells
they get detailed. i’m winning, as the words i speak tell
the only barrier is the mind
there’s no scarier cliff to climb
i know the carrier mystifies
but, it shifts in time, and the sh-t unwinds, right?
word

- jxl

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