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letra de red eyes smoke - r e s - somi baba tuale

verse 1
my head down
three pills of trammies this dawn
to get into the zone
(somi are you trying to k!ll yourself) – mr’s ojugo’s voice
i don’t know popping pills and getting high
just for the excitement
mahn the art room feeling like home
with the ac on
all today needs is just a little blow
here’s something i know
as i walk, legs like a crone
on my way to the loo
so i slip into the last brown door
on the left, seems to be in the best condition
its for showers but no window
for the cross ventilation
to make its way out of
tchick tchick tchick
my fingers nervously run
as the lighter alive and the fire burns
then i run it under the smoke
till i see an orange light
yes its time to puff
2 inhales, 3 exhales
but by the time i’m done
i fear this place will be filled with clouds
so i switch to the next stall
fingers shaking from the cold
tap the tip lightly
the ashes fall to the floor
then i make the sp-ce between the window and the wall small
then i’m done
(pause)

(dialogue)
mr okobe – who is there?
somi – umm
mr okobe – what year are you in?
somi – uhh year 9
mr okobe – what is your name?
somi – sh-t
mr okobe – this place is smelling of smoke, are you smoking inside there, you are leaving this school today!

verse 2
this turns into a forensics show quickly
they smell my breath
weed and some indomie this morning
scope the floor for ashes
even take pictures ransack my black bag and my blazer
but find just ashes and a weed breath that’s rancid
2 clues, that’s enough proof
that i was on something
i’m calm as h-ll
no shouting cus this would also draw more attention to myself
he dragged me by the shirt
year 9 stares
at that moment they still thinking it was for something else
the front office looking like a judgement table
dissapointment in all their eyes
but yo i dont work for you
as he slams the evidence on the hard wood
and out of his throat he shouts
(indian hemp!)
looks of disbelief
one claiming it’s not hemp but ciggarettes
but i’m not into nicotine
that’s for people who just wanna look cool
now they looking at me
well you better believe
but at this moment, they dont see
the smiling boy who greets them every morning
they dont see the confident boy who performed on funday
they dont see the popular boy who got the most support for his portfolio presentation
they see a dirty, lying, deceiving, big lipped, big t–thed, gl-sses wearing, black lipped
kush smoking, red eyes smoker

- somi baba tuale

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