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letra de desert - sandpeople

[verse 1: simple]
they always say it take a thief
if you’re catching the crook
but i contend it takes time
and the right kind of hook
you’ll find the kind of bet
that you’re trying to make
isn’t safe and the same one
you already took
so who’s the odd man out?
what’s the distinction you can make
between a man who make believes
and who believes in the fake?
’cause if you even abate
an inch and flinch your face
you might as well give up
an article mile and drift away
it’s easier to go with the flow
than give a no
it’s all about the band
if you’re the star of the show
but i suggest you inspect
the line before you sign
before you sold your soul
to increase the size of your billfold
if you could keep convictions
and your ethics intact
i’d have to say that i’m impressed
with your sensitive act
and i admit it feels good
to be commanding a check
but would you rather live corrupt
instead of living correct? (i bet)

[hook: sapient & simple]
smear the dirty pages
infatuate the fanbase’s ears
capturing with measures
(capturing with measures)
there’s no writers block
you think it’s just a dry spell?
welcome to the desert
(welcome to the desert)
smear the dirty pages
infatuate the fanbase’s ears
capturing with measures
(capturing with measures)
there’s no writers block
who turned off the faucet?
welcome to the desert

[verse 2: sapient]
i’m the dream shaker
leave you shook looking for green papers
i cater to the rhythm
and give respect to the beat makers
what’s missing in your soul
to make your [?] to stack cash
defiling my love so corruptly
now taste the backlash
i’m serving this beat to
tame the serpent in me
i became a slave long ago
’cause this purist needs nourishing
this beat searched for me
now the relationship is symbiotic
the industry’s curdling cause whack mcs are toxic
i never thought an element of art was business
but then i faced reality and
my motives never shifted
kicked this down
for the sake of being heard
my seeds in the polluted ground
will stay there ’cause i’m cursed
but i guess it’s just a symptom
of life with no repose
integrity is a ghost
but i’m gonna dig up her bones
i’ll burn your pay check
and shave the excess
get your brain wet
material l-st is a road straight to death

[verse 3: iame]
as the sun lays to rest
under the covers of night fall
and the stars align and
shine above as if to invite all
to this cosmic auditorium
to share thoughts in this forum
on the loss of decorums
and laws that we ignoring
it don’t stop like this rock
that keeps constantly orbiting
as we consistently marching towards oblivion
i stand my ground with
a cause pushing forward and
face my position head on
with more force until they giving in
they no match, they ignorant, feeble and weak
and i’m from a family conditioned
to be all we could be
so iame’s no v.i.p. ain’t no p.i.m.p
iame’s the real life m.c
that they would like to be (but yo)
not even an eclipse can steal this light from me
a gun equipped with three clips
can’t steal this life from me (no)
cause i believe to measure its quality
by the lessons i received
and what exists inside of me (my soul)

- sandpeople

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