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letra de larynx - mat4yo

[verse 1: mat4yo]
ugly headlines, beautiful voices
the modern voiceless have numerous choices
but traps underfoot left messaging voided
and now we have to make everything lucrative poisoned
it’s a common logical fallacy
glamourous correlation/causality
when the vast majorities go adhering to normalities
then the minority thinks we’re forced to follow strategy!
some voices are louder than others
but the spectrum of sound’s not a zero sum wave
freedom of speech is a double-edged sword
but the science says, “for every one hero, one blade.”
in the trachea lays the safe sp-ce to our faith
that expatiates phrases for days upon days
it’s the larynx that takes us beyond our plain faces
so, gimme the track, and you know i’ll saint blaise it

[verse 2: tmain]
he can make it, the sound from the larynx
fire to play with, whatever he dare thinks
i can, you can, make our thoughts vocal
our tools are omniscient, our range is global
our social world gives new meaning to sharing
but, like a plot hole, our timeline is tearing
if speeches could st-tch, i would speak ’til i’m numb
but the trends say they’ll rip if i pour out my lungs
does that mean i’m voiceless?
no, the point is
that’s the incentive to speak more poignant
with new technology on deployment
the mute can speak, and the deaf rejoice it
that’s why i’m here
in the hopes that maybe you’ll lend an ear
and you’ll hear what i’m saying
the compensation isn’t pay
it’s praying, waiting, patient, hoping you’ll get my message clear

[verse 3: mat4yo]
silence screams as i write these
’cause, to me, being heard was a pipe dream
but my brain can’t speak, and my hair’s got low volume
so, how can my speech reach far as the eye sees!?

[verse 4: tmain]
all across the high seas, there is a movement
a storm is brewing, and the people are choosing
to dream out loud
don’t be afraid
to hold that boombox like a conch and drown in the sound waves

[verse 5: mat4yo]
nowadays, people need to validate
gotta have a pop star surrogate, or we’re feeling downplayed
outrage turns to cacophony often
so, which breed of pointless bird are you mocking?

[verse 6: tmain + both]
conversation yields euphony
every arpeggio clashes within the grooves beautifully
no one said harmonies had to have symmetry
raise up your dissonance
let’s make a symphony

- mat4yo

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