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letra de fall - mustapha the great

[intro]
a field of flowers all that i see
a ring of fire all around me
[chorus]
i won’t know when i’ve grown (blinded on my own)
in a shawl clad in bones (blisters on my soul)
tongue of sword as i roam (defend against the talk)
passerby from their homes (the writings on the wall)
they stare at me throwing stones (i lie before them all)
i feel like saul warring on (my lies are catching up)
mountain i climb against them all (right before i fall)
fall on my sword, blood now flows (writings on the wall)

[verse: 1]
this blemish on my soul
can’t wipe it off
my fall from grace exposed
lies catching up
quick to speak angered slow
not wise enough
to know this battle won’t go
the way that i want if i get busy just trying to flaunt
all my bravado is just demons lunch
tranquil machismo puts me in a bunch
of situations where i’m lookin dumb
these lies catching up
too deeply rooted like a tree stump
its latched to my body buried in my lungs
im falling so slowly its weighing me down
my face to the ground
i dont hear a sound
now its getting dark, i’m trapped in a box
fell prey to my weakness my confidence knocked
all this self-righteousness a show for the flock
how can i guide em if i’m also lost?
tell me what i look like
if i seem like a hypocrite
then youd be right
all this l-st
this disgust
got my stomach so tight
ill erupt ill combust
covered up in my lies
[chorus]
i won’t know when i’ve grown (blinded on my own)
in a shawl clad in bones (blisters on my soul)
tongue of sword as i roam (defend against the talk)
passerby from their homes (the writings on the wall)
they stare at me throwing stones (i lie before them all)
i feel like saul warring on (my lies are catching up)
mountain i climb against them all (right before i fall)
fall on my sword, blood now flows (writings on the wall)

[verse: 2]
up up up up
no where to go but up yeah
goin full throttle right hand on the bible
i swear i will never give up yeah
my bars jacobs ladder, they on a new level
what do i look like rapping with all you devils
i crucify n-ggas i leave em disheveled
when i face off against em i’m bringing a shovel
dont want no problems
turnin green goblin
drop bombs on you n-ggas
gwen stacy is sobbin
i am the fallen angel of osiris
ressurected insurrection obelisk
in my presence peasants sit in silence
pick your poison off the shelf and down it
i break the shelf and turn a dispomanic
drunk off ecstasy now i’m feelin frantic
i fall again my soul is in a panic
i lied before this low ain’t ever endin
see god at the door just praying for an entrance
alone on the floor the shining light is blinding
its blinding

- mustapha the great

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