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letra de ibn "son" - emay

[verse 1]
as a son, i inherited heavy talismans
pallid, invalid purposes set for the many challenges
studied what he told us and parroted many passages
only to duck embarrassment barren of any sacrilege
required to wear tradition as a blindfold
only admire, never petition when a lie is told
conspire and i’ll be twitchin where the swine’s sold
suppress the principles perforating from thy soul

(son)
[chorus]
and they told me
don’t ask questions, do what your father told you
life is for man’s lessons
take it or i don’t know you

don’t ask questions, do what your father tells you or told you
i’ll never hold you (accountable)
never scold you (i founded you)
do as i do or you’ll never know that i’m proud of you
do what i do or you’ll never know that i’m proud

[verse 2]
i didn’t listen so now i’m drifting in dissidence
enlisted in dissident dissonance and initiatives, incidentally
my instrument in this instance is insolence
my intention’s intensity, but the tensity gets to me
and the tension’s essentially when the pensive dissension is tempting me and directing me
to mutilate and fumigate these patriarchal effigies
that hate to march and never be independent
in an insurrection where i severed these
links between me and pharaonic amenities
my enemies who choose to use the honest as weaponry

society’s the holster
men are all the guns and the women are the targets
we’re shooting at the starships
we’re really on this planet but neglected at the farthest
gimme a second so i can explain the stars bit
that’s for all the energy they harness
regardless of the fact that there are slashes on her back
no compassion is attached when he tries to rip her baby out the harness
used to bleed but faded out to heartless
’cause he traded what sparked it for that which is dangling where his crotch sits
and in his flyzone there’s nothing higher than the c-ckpit
toxic pockets of toxicity, cautious
couldn’t swallow it, not even in droplets
i never had a father and i’m past one
so when i don’t pray, i curse god and thank god i never had one
[chorus]
don’t ask questions, do what your father told you
life is for man’s lessons
take it or i don’t know you

[outro]
(son, son, son)
(son, son, son)
(and the lord said)
(son, son, son)
(he said son)
(you k!lled him!)
(son, son, son)
(he said)
(you k!lled him!)
(son, son)
(you k!lled him!)
(son)
(you k!lled him!)
(son, son)
(you k!lled him!)
(son)
(you k!lled him!)
(son, son)
(you k!lled him!)
(you k!lled him!)

- emay

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