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Tendai Chisvo
THE CURSE
This is song is basically about a fallen legend, (2nd verse is an exploration of the curse that may inflict people of colour [in reality, any one of any colour],how this leads to the formation of a "Hustler" and hence pain/anger violence, absent parents etc)
From being on top your Game going down to nothing or being a poor person in a third world country never having anything, and never having hope; the human race is cursed by sin, and by default this causes pain in no matter what circumstance your life is in.
...The Lie's we tell ourselves in rationalising our behaviour, our existence.
The sometimes fractured self entitlement that we bestow on ourselves.
Sometimes this rationale is our undoing...
This is song is basically about a fallen legend, (2nd verse is an exploration of the curse that may inflict people of colour [in reality, any one of any colour],how this leads to the formation of a "Hustler" and hence pain/anger violence, absent parents etc)
From being on top your Game going down to nothing or being a poor person in a third world country never having anything, and never having hope; the human race is cursed by sin, and by default this causes pain in no matter what circumstance your life is in.
...The Lie's we tell ourselves in rationalising our behaviour, our existence.
The sometimes fractured self entitlement that we bestow on ourselves.
Sometimes this rationale is our undoing...
"He looks at himself so slick in the mirror,
He never thought the day would come when he could quiver, shiver
Not a shred of worth, just a sliver,
Rome wasnt built in a day, i'm sorry to say
Just like a stone that rolls, no moss it gathers
But he's in too deep, now his world it shatters
broken glass on the floor leave his heart in tatters
So goes the story of a man in Shackles
its all a trip really, when he thinks back imagines
the crowd used to scream "Black Man Thats Magic"
It mattered, for the ego boost, like an eagles roost
looking down on the masses, epileptic high
The Fame devoured his soul like a sceptic fly,
So high- he thought he could touch the sky,
A lie- now that the truth is out
Never thought he could live a LIE.."
to be continued....
[i'l post the song as soon as its completed]
BLACK ICE: ROLL THEM CUBES LIKE DIE
"get it"
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