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letra de alexander - shodi

[verse]
n-body would face him
he turned around to hide his face from
the view he’d felt with his future and past, cause he knew they’d never last
he no longer wrapped with his christmas presents
he felt the presence ever so slowly around him
almost forgetting what his father had told him
he said:
“are you a liar? is there something you desire, that you’re not bringin’ up higher to me? alexander’s empire”
and pyre he lit, with his trademark lighter flick
tellin’ me i have a choice, and that i get to pick
i sit quiet, see the spire on toothpicks
i respire as i think higher of a literate
immigrants in the nation hit up with the prejudice
the media’s allegations that they’re not worth a zip
history lesson, we weren’t originally independent
immigrants penned it- but you think they’re all missteppin’
since people, as of late, ignore their education
the lessons -ssigned to people so impatient is an absence
ignorance to the world around ’em
and they’re misled by news sources that can source it
i see proof every night when rioters pickin’ teams
i see proof in the fights of children with bl–dy screams
i see proof in the rights of men, women, and me
i see proof every night like eminem in his dreams

dollar keep departin’ to the federal reserve
we’re neither kept in it nor get what we deserve
we get a big ticket, 55, 54
so usher to captain it with a jammed tumbler
blurred, and pickin’ the lock
been impoverished in poverty
i ain’t pullin’ your sock, maltreatment is a part of me
the malice of this situation knockin’ at the door
check, cut the phones by their cords, come cordially
according, to all known laws of aviation
there’s no way that ship is takin’ off without a patient
that ‘naut is sendin’ himself into the station
cause he been helter skelter since ’68, son
he sure does hope, there’s life out on other planets
if the answers no, he’s back to earth in his sadness
he will try to find, to guide himself in old words
his mother and his father both are equally heard
yet the speech they speak, is evenly antonymous
the waves he seeks, fight forever in an antiphase
that makes him, in the end, another lost youth
studyin’ for questions that he wish that he knew
switch views to the crop, in the garden that he grew
see the seeds wilted since the first year of two
yet however true, he knew that he had to leave them
and start fresh, new, a chance in a new season, he gon’
track the night, on the calendar through autumn
map the height, long-lat without a problem
black his lights, and in the dark play sonata
back where he gotta ransack, where he started
never really thought about the place where he departed
he is all but satisfied by the way he played his bargain
as an artist, he is stuck between the low life and the stardom
torpid as he sits, since me and you are him

- shodi

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