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letra de the vent - king scythe

agent provocateurs
fake felons and homies
pigeons flock to the block
shake hands as they approach me
innocent minds molded
corrupted by they cronies
souls black as obsidian
actin like they know me
but a fool thinks he got it on lock
wise men listen indifferent to life’s clock
cause you could run time, or let time run you
or let them vices run through a dude mind
while aligned with the tightest of gun crews

defined by the dudes beside you and trust few
so i elude snakes
try not to be confused to ills of this world
enlightened by sun tzu
cause life itself is war
surviving it’s an art
spoil all your soldiers or sacrifice em to play they part
but what you leave eventually grow in the dark

so keep ya deeds free from greed or breathe easily and depart
from this world without a soul
and folks gon hold that, to yo legacy
when you finally reach that cul-de-sac
memories is how we live on
but i then noticed that they forget your good
when yo bad leave an impact

and just like that
i became conscious
admonished by the deeds of my people
who grew in bondage, so they taught me how to be free
i made promise to me
that i would walk the path of my truth regardless
regardless of the stories less chose by the old america
regardless of the victor and it’s codes
the winner tells the story
and mines may not be gold
but if you mine enough you’ll find the gems rare enough to mold a mind
worth a 1000 times it weight so behold
my pen that channel odes untold
and as the pages start to unfold
the print becomes bold
and you can read the greatest lit that was never sold
king scythe

- king scythe

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