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- Virtuoso Dream In 歌詞
- Virtuoso
- Dreams! things arent all that they seem
Dreams! lifes not all about cream
Dreams! please say it all was a dream
cause the fight for real lifes
Like a horrible scene
( Virt wake up!)
The enemys here
They trying ta take us
Let em see how the weaponry
Makes their frame break up
It seems threads of life
Make up our stitch in time
After the bomb dropped
Dawn got a different shine
I find that it burns
Like a fire on the hearth
I learned this day would come
They were liars from the start
My pride is in my heart
So youll never know
How far Miguel will go
Until they digging up your skeletal
Remains I see change
On the horizon
Or is it just the next bomber as it flies in
Wise men once let me know
If its not worth it then let it go
Or pop first and dead your foe
Now it seems like the options are dropping
Theres no more talking
Smart bombs are locked in
And more often than not
Innocent people gotta get dropped
For their leaders horrible plot
While the one calling the shots
Fly free as a bird
Words they speak are absurd
Though theyre frequently heard
cause they control the radio
Its crazy though
The djs wont play me though
Unless I line their bank account
With crazy dough
And even corporate labels
Deep into debt, through spending in deficit
Bootlegging and internet
Meet the new me see a brain thats been cloned
Silicone flesh meshed with titanium bones
Im aiming my poems, at dictators
Reigning on thrones
Who raised their seeds cold
In a cradle of stone
Then cast them in the street
Never gave them a home
The ones who shun the path
That our saviors have shown
We stole all of the crops
That the natives have grown
We must stick together
No one made it alone
cause radiation give you cancer
In your face from your phone
Or your throat from the smoke
When you blazing a bone
When you dont agree with leaders
And behavior theyve shown
Speak out theres no effect
If your state is unknownI got sick of talking
And caught aids in my poem
Now I spit from a coffin
And a grave is my dome
I grown by own body
From dirt and grime
It blows my damn mind
Like my brain was a landmine
And I cant find
A path out this nightmare
Does it end right here
Or extend for light years?!
Dreams...etc.
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