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letra de cold war - gregory mfeka

cold war

verse

am i thee only human being that’s coming to understand the real reason of living/
these seasons are changing/
streets filling with squabbles and vagrant, now as the rain come spilling with no umbrella we livid/

we living on edged cliffs/
living on daily silence then call on them when sick/
getting god on the telephone hope the signal in sync/
sink or swim when you singing his name in front of a thousand and hoping they go with it/

and the streets talking a lot these days/
barking a lot these days/
robbing a lot these days/
hurting a lot thesе days/
praying that somebody witness and call the cops thеse days/
but we still rather surround the scene of the crime we pay/

masses apon em , massacre when i master the art of me rapping upon em/
hazardous feel the nervousness and anxiety on em/
left the last of this 16 rapping like bruce lee with em nunchucks blasting off em/

we miserable on this earth/
place of worship corrupt, has been penetrated with dirt/
veneration to saviors degradation to slanderous mortal beings, the worst/
stand in front of you, telling you drop the gun make it work/
plus i’m dodging your honor, and i know that you’re part of/
something detrimental and poisonous, please don’t inform us/
we know non of that, see no evil, we don’t even tag along/
working till i am able to see the tower of babylon/

the verses i spit, could hurt or could get you immersed/
the worst is the curse of fear, distrust, the mental dispersed/
i light these scented candles when writing these words/
rain falling, the world balling in tears perturbed/

peers revert to a time when skinny jeans and snapbacks coalesce/
running on streets playing for keeps winning that ten/
riverdene has been good to me/
but there’s a whole other side leaving that quiet vicinity imma test/

the worlds reverting to dark times/
open up archives, show them the non lies/
matterless black lives, malice in their eyes/
liberation and loyalty slow dancing tonight/

pessimism could loose to optimism and more/
optimism is doing, pessimism is talk/
liberty is a dream and bullets take you on tour/
this is us in the front lines and we all are at war/

- gregory mfeka

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