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letra de smoke from the shore - burcerke

welcome to the h-ll i found myself in
never was a saint until the pen hit
welcome to the trap, witnessing my sin
but there is not a drug in sight nor kin
and with each day
i would struggle finding any way
it’s a blessing i survived this long
my brothers kept me breathing this far
never let me die from the waist
belt tied, karma’s in place
i deserve it all, all i’ve done is fall
and you can see me through the everglaze
but i’vе seen it all at my age
murder, suicide and a cagе
there is nothing more, i’ve f-cking endured
i have felt the fire through my veins
like sadiq the khan is awake
empire’s built by the brick
time for the kid to mourn his own six
leave it all behind, even his own kind
i am never known to forgive
my home’s lost to the mist
now i’m in south within bliss
tik tik time never sticks
never let it slip your grasp, i’m past
and i’m future in the same breathe, i’m charged
with a life sentence, this stance
came from an open grave, we march
right left right left, never drop guard
north east south west, who we are
products of environment, cast
into the depths, follow our hearts
death is nothing new to this city
f-ck your sympathy and your pity
i have my own god built within me
i pray i see life when you see me
but we’ve all lost faith now, really
only close hands for the phones, will he
make it as far as he reaches
ambition’s antidote to his sickness
terrified of it all
recall earliest fears as tall
my own mountain to climb
leaving those that birthed me and shamed me behind
with each breath my lung capacity declined
suffocated, asphyxiation of the mind
but i rose up from the dirt i found the mic
ironic my voice is now one of a kind
but i’d trade it all
take away all the pain in full
criminals and victimhood are the same
when you see through the lens i film
when a bailiff steals
from a mother of 4 with bills
only when cost of living
will reach the top is a crisis called
in these ends the knifes get drawn
blame it all on drills and swords
when will we learn music is the outcome of life
isn’t born without a cause
but let’s ban them all
ain’t that the plan, the land will rule
but with my invasion
this crown comes with pardons in the place of jewels
in the wake of genocide, we manage
ignorance is bliss without the damage
only my own mind will set my status
f-ck the trophy’s, prizes and the balance
for the minute content is my currency
recording hungry captures the honesty
broken whip is staggering up under me
til death do us part, the prophesy
i see in my soul and sense the force
i burned every boat so now rest assured
there’s no going back to the first divorce
the homeless orphan off the choice of course
renewed birth and cut the chord
i come from the land of a distant shore
the bill isn’t paid til we’ve kissed the law
the tax and the cuts leave a wound for sure
i rap with a story, lore
this god doesn’t challenge the weak, my lord
we’ll stack it until we’re a-listed, forbes
celebrity culture’s a blissful thought
but i’m only human or
is talent a gateway to lift them all
are morales and fables the cure to war
we’ll find out while alive to miss the swords

- burcerke

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