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letra de reevaluate - gdp

[verse 1: shape]
yo, this is life in fast forward, ever moving toward the end
until the day when we gon’ never see the world again
that’s why i’m livin’ like the final days have come upon us
to reach the gat from the mortal flesh that hide your conscious
my higher meanin’ seen in the seas, i be spittin’ lyrics
shape on the track, like jesus doin’ a guest appearence
god body the truth is sacred, [?] steppin’
not on the stage, we sightin’ pages of the armaggedon
ain’t gettin’ byblical, my lyrical is made of symbols
symbols like the boss i spit restrained to hidden criminal
inside my body robbin’ me blind, and so i find
peace in the fact that i can’t see what i can’t find
my lyrics is prayers and the beats my meditation
put them together, you can take it like a medication
[?] will choke you
no cpr for the soul, so hope the angel holds you
close to the heart, like the darkness of the human soul
cause when the world gets warm, the human heart gets cold
and now we cold as h-ll, and i be keepin’ warm
by burnin’ history books that look like human forms
american raised to american ways they have a way of grays
fade into the low types and wash away
i wash my sins off so hard, i start rippin’ the skin off of the bone
when i’m writtin’ these songs…

[verse 2: gdp]
yo, where the f-ck you gotta be at five fifteen so bad
youre drivin’ in the shoulder lane
now runnin’ into people, try’na catch a train
crunching numbers on the bus, shirt tucked
mr. when’s-the-last-time-you-wanted-to-wake-up
at six am put on a suit and hop a cab in manhattan
i look around at all the groundhog day re-enactments
ahoy captain! another rower on the slave ship
[?], and just a chase grip faceless
so why the f-ck would i wanna be sober
when more i learn as i get older, more i wish i didn’t know
cause all those days of youthful innocence, blissful ignorance
are worth more that starting salaries
and businesses and health care benefits
aspirations over income, think inside the box, die, buried in one
there’s no difference, the wheel in the sky keeps turning
and all my peers are so eager to grow up and start working
strive for what you think you need, everybody’s gotta eat
including the worms that will eventually consume me
and they’re not hard to please, so i’ll chase these modest dreams
as long as i have a floor to sleep…

[verse 3: shape]
and in the face of these changing times i play the mirror
the focal omen of [?], reflectin’ terror
universal sickness, mere existence is a symptom
cause we are locked inside the same cell of this prison
and we unluck down the chain that’s gettin’ too heavy
you say you don’t wanna die, but you was born ready
born to lose, i live my life in vain
but the the pro-tools records the beautiful sounds of my pain…

[verse 4: gdp]
when keeping balance is a challenge if television plays the parent
this goes out to moms and dads missing dinner, stuck in traffic
i’m a quarter getting tossed towards the meadow all call time
attempting to make my den so future [?] in dimes
try to change minds
reevaluate the day and age and what it means to be paid
if you’re not happy at the end of the day (what’s that)
enough to go against the grain and self-medicate
to evade these growing pains…

[outro]
today everything will resemble religion, cloudy and sacrificial, linking us to recorded past with secret hindsight, what i know about taking chances, we’ll clog every toilet in the city, i’m still here and i’m not giving up, i’m not giving up, i’m still here, i’m still here, i’m still here, i’m still f-cking here, i’m still here…

- gdp

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