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tg24 - black moses كلمات الأغنية

[poem: tramail grier]
the incarceration the system has applied
wings of a broken b_tterfly
of the loss of a great soldier
the dark bloodline lives for the spirit
black int devoted to the inscription
the love advent from the same descent
but adversary drives through the tiger
to represent my direction through the same sequence
to discover who i become
a b_tterfly with my wings burning
incarcerated by my own perception
the perception of god i’m opening to
a indecisive feeling got me relating to others
[intro: tramail grier]
the vision and story of moses
the vision and story of moses
the vision and story of moses
the vision and story of moses
the vision and story of a prophet
[chorus: sophie]
i keep living on edge
living on the edge of the bed
the edge keeps closer
keeps closer than i can realize
vulnerable is my canvas, love is my issue
[verse 1: tramail grier]
on a pathway to midian, blinded by the deserted visuals
recognized the transcript with another individual blood
on the scribes, the main issue i reached here and to uncover a dark secret
i knew of, mines been exposed, on a mountain with the appearance of a flawed bush
reminiscent of a burned soul, an relevance
sold to me the israeli enforcer with the instructions
[chorus: therapist]
through the eyes of a god i found, you my idea
and purchased on clause to bring it to fruition
to cross the sea of depression, hatredness and confusion
a line of refusing, to see my eyes of illusion
smell my scent, it’s very familiar, before my metamorphosis, i was a caterpillar
a b_tterfly i never comprehend, never compromise
that’s when i caught my life at surprise
full of ignorance reeking from the past, no need to ask
plead for gas to hit the pedal, gratification is weak
never won a medal, won gold instead, a criminal foul
struggling as a rough child, the ill_strations of relations
story of misconception, the 3 of all tell me your story of your perception
[verse 2: tramail grier]
i see tears, i’m through rough torches
my left index depended on my appendix for the torture
illuminated by mental torpor, sentimental signs
a ocean of gang signs, inclined by the motion of crime
deposit my coin to burn my unfortunate, to locate my next coordinate
mind on longitude, heart on latitude
listen to words of gratitude, climb to the top is what i have to do
a consistent attitude, life altitude over heaven or h_ll
constant cycle of an environment adjustment to the cell
play on the side of defensive practices, saturated like the industry
to access many straitjacket, these footprints are representative
of a timeline, who notice the designs of a case
under tentatives lacks the lenitives
the penalty of crossing the barrier, oversee the harrier
to my regiment represents
[verse 3: kz]
a repetitive conversation, desensitized generation
revive my remains and the remnants replenish the sensation
b_tterflies in my stomach been digested
stay protected under the commandments
the instructions under the list to lead past
through the alleyways and divisions
a pay for conviction, a side to line up the pack
see my justification
i’m lactose intolerant, baptize a servant to show my tolerance
a policy that won’t bother me, if only when i was down
for you to call me, a phone discussion
a mother deep in swimming pools, a father vacant under unknown rules
i got vacation to the penitentiary with a bible
in my hand through the red sea with my
regiments, represent
[verse 4: travis]
i don’t represent the pirus, black p. stones
hold a meeting, held your brother under deceit
as i win and ball at your defeat, in the street
with the full hand, parking my affiliation
it reeks of scenes with the police station
avoiding the third letter, i leave you crippled with
the bullets, a option to pull it
a blood diamond
loving your streets till my peace got it
armor with my crack and piece, selling for profit
playing these like n_ggas puppets, got em stringed like cupid
jazz of the trumpet, spot em like they stupid
q.u.e.e.n.s, i bury you under 6 feet, having no regrets
b.r.i.d.g.e, i mob with my .45 under my bandana
rest for your funeral at your body that’s deceased
out the womb, n_gga
[chorus: sophie]
i keep living on edge
living on the edge of the bed
the edge keeps closer
keeps closer than i can realize
vulnerable is my canvas, love is my issue
[outro: tramail & cousin]
man that was a session, i’m pretty exhausted from that
i got to get some sleep. i know you probably learn something couso
not really, my n_gga the bloods is all i have
i can’t leave that, alright
god, u can’t live like that everyday, you end up dead in these streets
don’t worry, look i got it, i take care of it

- tg24

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