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(专辑: hugo - 2022)
Explain yuself Wha you mean when you say half-caste? Ah listening to you wid de keen half of mih ear An when I
sleep at night I
close half a
eye Consequently I
dream half a
dream An when moon begin to glow I
half-caste human being Cast half a
shadow ...be afraid? Love more to make a
visit than a
poem? Seek introductions, favors, influences? No, thank you No, I
thank you and again, I
thank you Yeah Uh, small man cast a
big shadow Ready and raggo Heart stays dodging from the
arrow Skin of my teeth, late nights I
was paro Sweet to the
bone, to the
marrow The
marshmallow Yeah, wonder why the
waters so shallow The
sun was my ally, the
night was my gallows Uh, cooking up the
chips in the
tallow Invisibility cloak like the
hallows Black like tobacco Black like the
lungs that my dad smoked away In the
days that the
hate stayed narrow I'm from the
age where the
hate seems macro We keep a
little oil in the
afro, The
Black Sparrow Hit the
high seas, straight like Sopranos The
streets still hot like Serrano, saran wrap Around the
bad taps so we had to grab the
hose Let the
cold water flow over man's nose Yeah, I'm black like the
key on the
piano White like the
keys on the
piano Low ammo, uh Black like the
key on the
piano White like the
key on the
piano Fascinated by the
pyramids Masquerading as the
infamous Reminisce thirteen, back flipping and ninja kicks Was emceeing but no one getting me into this Been emceeing since I
found out this shit exists This shit that fills the
pain as the
wisdom spits Out of the
ink and drip, the
feels of the
wings unclipped The
beats I
ripped 'til I
got sent a
batch of my own Now I
let the
speakers bang out your home Uh, let the
words flow out my dome as a
spoken poem Let it levitate your zone I'm the
homegrown preacher The
creeper, Thai not sativa But these days I
wouldn't smoke either S-O-B-E-R, I
take a
breather Pink lungs, yo, I
got my mind looking cleaner The
deep sleeper, ayo, I
came back sweeter Can't lie, I'm still afraid of Grim Reaper Uh, put another verse into the
ether I
hit the
corner giving twenty pounds to Peter It's like that Key on the
piano Black like the
key on the
piano No ammo Ayo, I'm white like the
key on the
piano Black like the
key on the
piano No ammo When Tchaikovsky sit down at dah piano An mix a
black key wid a
white key Is a
half-caste symphony
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