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letra de quiet strength - super duty tough work

[intro]
…who has indeed survived to be, what? 81, said recently, you know survival is the best resistance
it certainly is
and when you can mix it with joy, and other pieces of power, you really have…
(audre lorde)
i have to tell you, i have to tell you blanche, i need to, to perhaps talk a little more abut survival, because when i say that i have heard people say ‘oh but i’m not content to survive’ because, implicit in that response is a certain kind of denigration of what survival is. that is to say they rеduce survival to mere еxistence, and that is not survival. implicit in survival is joy, mobility and effectiveness, and effectiveness is always relative. i mean, none of us are going to move the earth one millimetre from it’s axis, but if we do what we need to be doing, then we leave something that continues beyond ourselves, and that is survival

[verse 1]
tears of joy as i step into ascension
no longer stressin, suckers on the block, i’m in a new dimension
sometimes it’s best to go away to gain a new perspective
away from charlatans and frauds with all their loose intentions
add the pressure, moving through depression, movements we make, typhoons brew
but you know i never lose direction
stakes is high you better use discretion
but there’s a war going on outside and it’s best to choose a weapon
when my pen hits there’s no pretending, feds send the henchmen
we ain’t bending, or even threatened by a shakedown
all eyes on us, like pac, caught in a stake out
in apartheid states my dun, and i ain’t talking cape town
-n-log child, stuck on a digital playground
they say we ‘bout to break out, i’m just trying not to breakdown
tryna watch my weight, but these days all i eat is cake now
every record a rebirth, it’s labour to get these tapes out

heavy labour to get these tapes out
heavy labour to get these tapes out
and we ready to win the g, come on!
(gil-scott heron)
what i like about music and the kind of music that i like, is the kind that like, hey twenty seconds into the tune, you know who this artist is, because there’s something unique about him or her. that’s why they put this record on

[verse 2]
trapped in the past, living with ghosts
so vivid and close, feel like malcolm grippin’ the toast
i’m still on my toes, numbing the pain, sippin’ these loews
we still on the road, k!lling these shows, k!lling ‘em slow (slow)
used to be kitted in lo
now it’s not logo on clothes, unless it’s my own
when i’m gripping these notes
squeezing through ‘for my window is closed
forgiving my foes, but still keeping ‘em close, hear ‘em speaking in code
but they could never get this loot bag
screwfacing at the back of my shows like “i could do that”
go on pursue that, cutie pie, pull up those bootstraps
dudes with catalogues while we acclaimed off a few tracks
couple nights in the psych ward to get my groove back
baby it’s peace, all my people’s dealing with grief
even in sleep, it’s that deep, swear we’re needing relief
then steal the scene just from speaking my piece
i’m chasing ps ’til my whole team’s chasing the dream
in your thoughts like your fav freak in the sheets, but baby please yo, let’s keep it discrete

and we ready to win the g

- super duty tough work

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