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letra de heartache - panacea

[verse 1: raw poetic]
sometimes i listen to you and won’t let my mouth speak
some information in my ears i pray that god leaks
don’t wanna keep it but when looking around
i see that people that surround are so happy you’re down
what a trick word that disturbs the people that thinks
caught in a world of smoking cigarettes that keeps on the brink
a race of people like the natives coming close to extinct-tion
endangered species, i then slowly blink
i let my eyes slowly open to a scene in which i’m scoping
where it’s kids k!lling kids religious wars that will go on
from now til’ it hits the last man but time goes on
and something coming next since time was made to flow on
as the world turns, it turns old
we start warm, then turn cold
start half then turn whole, so crying to god
i try to understand the place i’m at
is this all inside?
made to fly
i listen to my heart and tell it with pride

they say the soul of black folks lives eternally through the music
so when i’m doing it, this is what my heart is speaking

[bridge: raw poetic]
it’s uncontrollable but i am dedicated
this is bright as summer mornings but gray as the sky that shades it
a city of my feelings that’s way overpopulated
contemplate it
girls try to get it but it’s overrated
dated back to the 70’s it gave me a beat
this deep melancholy sound won’t stop until it’s complete
i got a lot of things to think in
the loving that makes me
eliminate the mental states of venom and hate
not to my people nah, i’m for preventing the spread
instead, i give to god what’s in the back of my head
discrimination of all kinds
effects on blacks from slave times
we make time to understand self
so when i state rhymes
i’m speaking to unite us how out black hearts will
never drown in our sorrows just one day grow gills
i need patience by my ain’t still
it’s at a place where your jaw can feel

[hook: raw poetic]
it’s yet a script forever writing some sh-t
a permanent tick
picks up the pitch but won’t ever switch
it’s black and silent means inhumanly good
misunderstood, the engine running beneath the hood

[outro: narrator]
pain, a lot of heartache, blood sweat and tears
so many nights you lie awake crying wondering
will the day ever come you’ll be able to rest?
will the day ever come that you’ll be able to just take life easy for a while?

- panacea

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