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the xx - the pledge كلمات الأغنية

{verse 1-dash}
caniving stand, before my eyes, the writing hand/ igniting man, to get to where his writing planned/ spanning out on the beach, and never timin‟ through sand/ only rhymin‟ my hand, the design, it expand/ re-allignin‟ that strand, co-signin‟ for land/ the po‟ dinin‟ on canned, many fams were unmanned/ a jake club at my man, snap like rubber band/ who‟s huggin this scam? tryin‟ to rub out my fam?/ i‟m not feelin‟ the portrait, my tongue out in cam/ i retreat from the corporate, gotta bubble my plan/ and see the big picture, more than hubble has panned/ from the rubble to sand, more than trouble you and/ understand, love it all or do you love what you can?/ can it be? gotta touch, take the glove from my hand/ make sense of the land, eat enough at my jam/ then i puff where i am, so come cuff where i stand/

{chorus x 1-dash}
i keep it homemade, study greats, know a trade/ gotta flow to be paid while there‟s doe to be made/ ease in to the waves, dip my toe then i wade/ flip a ho and she‟s laid, still a pro with my blade/ made plans are okayed by the boss you evade/ i carry my cross with my cost to be paid/ i‟m earnin‟ the grade while you chose a charade/ refresh your dome piece, home squeezed lemonade/

{verse 2-dash}
you hear the shrieking? travelling the evening/ leave leaking, a reason overseeing your breathing/ get the point like a bee sting / i‟m seeking the bright light guide, three king/ can‟t hide feeling the might, tellin‟ me sing/ to the tree cling tight, when the sea bring a beating/ meeting the end of competing and thieving, weaving my brand upon a key ring/ gl-ss ceiling, debriefing for a brief fling/ weaklings peek in, y‟all get a free swing/ unarmed sleepin‟, outside freezing/ no appeasement, for the havoc keep wreaking/ deep seeding hate so i‟m intervening/ i‟m screenin‟ the guests in this free ring/ shine to the heavens, like i don‟t need bling/ at the free spring, see it clear it‟s not a me thing, while we sing/

{chorus x 1-dash}
i keep it homemade, study greats, know a trade/ gotta flow to be paid while there‟s doe to be masde/ ease in to the waves, dip my toe then i wade/ flip a ho and she‟s laid, still a pro with my blade/made plans are okayed by the boss you evade/ i carry my cross with my cost to be paid/ i‟m earnin‟ the grade while you chose a charade/ refresh your dome piece, home squeezed lemonade/

{verse 3-dash}
if in the end, what we doin’?, nightmare pursuin‟/ accruin‟ the gems, right there viewin’/ under gl-ss, citizens from the under p-ss/ with no break from the sounds when the thunder claps/ we can change how we act, keep it under wraps/ see a life with no strife in my wonder naps/ pluggin‟ gaps in the ozone, instead of warzones/ and the poor moans, with no rest for sore bones/ off shore loans, build debt, build more homes/ my core roams to the roof‟s edge, and i do pledge/ to hedge, my bet against what you allege/ as the truth, rhymin‟ that verdict in the booth/ bit the fruit with my wiz tooth, man up, leave youth/ keep true to the open door than i can leap through/ invited by a free clue, sequel, deep view/ to the next world got me thinkin‟ me too/

- the xx

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