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Illy

Cigarettes

 

Cigarettes

(album: The Chase - 2010)


[Verse 1 Illy:]
He draws out, the cigarette smoke trail spins
Thoughts crowd the room till' it's only him
He feels it, lives for it, spent half a life pushing it forward, what he wouldn't give for it
Saw naysayers put in their places, feels like he's scaling foothills to greatness
Holding all four aces, braced for the next few years being some for the ages
No time to heed, pride comes before the fall
For now he shines. all rose, no thorn
Full bloom like his plans fool proof
High noon, sun beaming, spoke too soon
The dark clouds scream towards his door and a house of cards can't stand in a storm
Wind picked up, sunshine stopped
The world came down with the very first drop

[Hook Hue Blanes:]
So light me up like a cigarette and just let me burn
Catch fire and burn, catch fire and burn
Light a spark and ignite it
In the dark, so when I'm no more
They'll know I was here, so let me just burn

[Verse 2 Illy:]
He still gunning, beaten but refused to be broken
What some call delusional, what others call focus man
He's focused, came back for the re up
Now's not the time to kick back with his feet up
Stands in the rain with his face to the heavens and his arms outstretched from the pain that he let in
World keep kicking hard, ain't gonna get him
He's willin to fight and die for the path that he heads in
And that's a bittersweet faith, knowing highs and lows will come boy but them's the breaks
It's pride it's madness, it's seeing what others can only imagine and then reaching out to grab it
And sayin "I can say whatever comes hapens but I follow my heart goddamn it"
Exposing reality to magic
It's hope, that's all it is
He walked through fire, Its all he came back with, saying

[Hook]

[Verse 3 Illy:]
Come what may some memories fade
Some stay as vivid as the moment they were made
Dreams of the days where he stood like a mountain, it's been a while since then but who's countin'?
He lies awake, lies in wait, for the light of the morning to bless him and shine again
Summon the rise of the fallen
Laces tied, comeback trail still walking
Lives for it, lifetime on a mish for it man, there ain't thing he didn't give for it
Make a bet til' his last sun sets
He'll be pushing for the light mate he ain't done yet
Head held high slow danced through his hell
Still a point there gotta prove to himself
And, the beat drops same songs on next
So he sparks up a cigarette takes a deep breath and says

[Hook]

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