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letra de the smoke signal (remix) - douglas c begay

verse 1:

i became so violent fed up with this, that mindset
pushing me back man i can’t comply with
sh-t ain’t been so righteous, b-tches don’t know that i might
just k!ll myself and digress, all the sh-t that i’ve said
minus even the finest deep, in the depths i kept in silence
lost in all that mileage, pause at the thought but fight it
been in my zone and now i’m tired (yeah)
bled for the cause best to be flawed
talking that sh-t but i’m next to be on
did them like this don’t step to it dawg
i did it for business i’m flexing it hard
i deaded my past that’s progress
i live in the rhythm i got that flow so sick and diabolic
dialect that’ll k!ll they offense, put them in coffins been in my process
filling my socks with definitive steps, b-tch i’m running this gauntlet
cut me some slack i’m cautious, embellish my craft in concept
i left within that conflict, death in a bullet i’m dodging
shot by the gun of gossip, and what did you do? you watched as!
your mother she kept on c-cking, she fired at my conscious
(she fired at my conscious)
and it’s been a couple minutes since your boy he had a day off
but i’m pushing for that payoff
and i’m wishing she can stay long, i’m like, aye dawg
she g-ssing for this p-ssion and i’m wishing for that break up
low-key we be chilling and when we do its off the radar
playing hard is all i do, let it be known that i’m back in the booth
acting a fool, talk that sh-t get smacked in the tooth
running my game and she loving it to
yeah, she said that i’m an -ssh0l-
but dammit i can rap though, potential be looking like cash flow
to those who kept on dissing, best you keep that distance
treading not so lightly b-tch my style it be so vicious
k!ll with a quickness, pace with the pen i slay with a vengeance
wait for the day i swim in all them riches

verse 2:

often i imagine what a man is until the break of dawn
it got me asking, when will the answer ever grab him?
on the verge of relapse, feeding this habit
of forever catching the backlash for the lack of p-ssion
i got to admit it’s hard to function when a last laugh is all that matters
l dissolve in disasters, watch as i pause whenever the odds absent
scars vast as shards shattered from cars crashing
i’m far backwards
in tall captions from in it, within it, i fall captive
ain’t it sad when savages laugh when they’re falling and failing their forefathers
before that of poor standards, now i’m fractured in fractions and false flexing
a flawed accent, must’ve wondered what happened?
c’mon fam, more than you could possibly fathom
feeling c-cky yet cautiously coinciding on canvas
fold it up and i trash it, put my efforts in caskets
never meeting like me and your mother’s standards
she said i’ll never change put me before the b-st-rd
always depleting i see that you’re weak from his course of action
of course you’ll coordinate with all of his madness
two opposing pieces of a puzzle forever problematic
ya’ll will never evolve i’m sorry cut with all theatrics
all in all he has yet to manage a simple level of understanding
what is it really?
diminishing motives? promises broken? he’s abusive?
now you finally notice?
feel as though and that sh-t is hopeless
you ain’t even a reason he wants to be sober
for the better, let it be known that that you got to be separate and it’s only forever
now i’m betting that’s how the talk went
my att-tude is a fiery conflict
now understand what the smoke signals
that every victor will need a thomas
with each step i’m stomping
with a deep breath repeat that, “i’ve got this”
yeah

- douglas c begay

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