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malcom mufunde & yaaduniverse - kites lyrics
intro: london boy
(mpfanha tawanda)
takashinga, mdara. takashinga, mdara. takashinga, mdara
check sta_ check stanzi, mdara
unoto_ un0biwa. unotorerwa, un0biwa
check stanzi
verse 1:
all of my brothers take happy pills
we ain’t had no mcdonald’s, i guess that was our happy meal
potent psychedelics transm_te them into loony tunes
mescaline, ecstasy, psilocybin and loony toons
we going higher than kites tonight
it’s all euphoric once the hemp hits the back of my mind
lucy in the sky resects our problems
all we ever want’s to reset our conscience
trapsu on loudspeakers, while thе vapor’s in the exospherе
the weed is loud from all the angles here
heaven knows we could use the perceptual changes
coz real life never really treated us fairly
our dads drank like whales and our mothers were psycho
we’re just an oscillation in this archaic cycle
so these remedy our reality and depression
_n_lyze the cause, don’t judge us for our reaction
verse 2:
most of my brothers never hit 25
by the time they hit 20, they’re playing dead or alive
with the gukamakafela, inhaling the social taboo
but nothing really matters once i’m high off the shabu
can’t afford to rave but familiar with the club drugs
just a little moly kicks me from the humdrum
moving goofy off the roofy
we’re going vertiginous till my senses all lose me
twelve years of age, i was fighting anhedonia
till the herbs hit me and took me to catatonia
for the slough of despond, i need a new level
either that or i’ll be stuck with these blue devils
i found god in the blue heaven
lord, forgive me for my sins, even if takes two reverends
to pray for me, my reality and depression
_n_lyze the cause, don’t judge me for my reaction
verse 3:
this morning, i had abyssinian tea
and an avocado sandwich for that vitamin e
what’s in store for the day outside the daily tedium?
it’s one of two options: that or the delirium
substance abuse for my brothers on the street
who ain’t ever had to know another form of retreat
we seek retribution for how society wronged us
take broncleer for everything but the cough bout
empty fridges could not gratify our munchies
whatever that came from the pipe, that’s what lunch is
never got a single course through the course of the day
skip class, i won’t take a single course for today
so we write in high spirits for creative sparks
take notes from the different worlds that we embark
what could halt a ghetto yut if soul jah love did it?
a wise man sat me down and asked me, “what k!lled him?”
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