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letra de conform the morbid - the gateway drug

[verse one- mc brew]
the morbid ill conform it
absorb it like hydrochloric
on tissue with a misused language to kiss you
issues get addressed if the avoided conflict sticks
a dry humorless hunch, that’s how it started without a hitch
to goof troops that wanna impress spitting over loops
better be tossing themselves through some fiery hoops
‘cuz my foresight is more like bottles and corks, right
provoking to be open so it can expand to more heights
it’s pungent to the redundant that don’t rejoice to moist secretions
anointing with anecdotes and the average can’t believe it
alas, i’m just composing on tracks
the odd wise cracks on which the trains of thought can p-ss
as constant and rhythmic as waves breakin’ on a beach
writing by candle light
the flame is flickering like tongues that torque the sodden speech
had the knack for the scribbling before the age of nineteen

[verse two- the top civilian]
too many suggested perspectives, my mind’s completely congested
my answers are just guesses, so f-ck the f-ckin’ questions
make the lessons quick, and i’ll try to take them chances
that will expand my gifts and put fate within my talons
i’ll find balance in the valley of death, however shallow
how many angels and demons must perish in this here battle?
i felt insignificant, but it seems now that i matter
an active partic-p-nt in the knowledge that i gather
if i had another choice, my voice would choose the latter
i’ll surely need a hoist to go where angels batter
their wings. some help to cope, or shatter my screams
rather than bring to light the addictions that my system fiends for
between a rock and hard place, life seems more
trials than tribulations while i’m waitin’ it means more
to me than it will ever mean to you or your people
actions speak so loudly they heard by lou ferrigno

[verse three- the top civilian]
people do unimaginable things in unbeknownst locations
unrecognizable expressions appear on unacquainted faces
case in point it’s all the same, but it all still changes
i’m just looking for a purpose, you can f-ck the being famous
i’ll remain nameless and complacent in all of life’s stages
a mason making the most of my fate and era placement
in amazement the crowd loudly applauds my efforts
the sound of my voice ain’t no vacation, it’s a last resort
a report of sorts about this here human condition-
vital signs stereo-chords without near enough extension
enough retention to stay focused on tasks, focused on laughs
before dust returns to dust and ashes turn to ash
a flash of light? no! a flash of life
but it’s only fair to judge the bright against the darkness of the night
and you might stop to count between the lightning and thunder:
the closer the storm, the lower the number
i wonder when my life will flash and then ‘boom!’
i’m under the impression that at least you’ll find out soon
and it consumes me with stress, all this madness and mess
until it concludes with my rest when nothing is left
and i wept nothing more, nothing less
until it was time for me to flash!
how many seconds you guess?
but all i need is a mic and my motherf-ckin’ mind
all i need is a mic and my motherf-ckin’ mind!

[verse four- mc brew]
being fluid with the movement
give your ears a good douching
no conclusion, write words limitless- pen in fist
other cats get put up on the eighty-six list
so get your fix, it’s nice and crisp
to people who thinking when they listen to me
pushing periodicals persistently
this hip-hop shit just sets me free
so many paint pictures of how frail rhymes are set casually
and if the alleys could talk
what’s with the commotion with that cuphea on the sidewalk?
chasin’ styles like vertical smiles with goatees
oh please! i put a sour taste to those -ss kissin’ lips
so this goes to kids that can’t rhyme but still try to diss
from the street to the curb from a flirt to a kiss
this poet lyricist comes through with exquisiteness
i dissect the dialect when i directly divulge
in the duration to get the sleepyheads to get indulged
it’s never forgot when c-cky crews act like snots
competition gets stopped as if approaching roadblocks
dudes acting glamorous putting runs in their mascara
never a beat in the world that i couldn’t take care of
words imbedded like a shard of gl-ss in a marshmallow
saying what’s up to my fellows out in colorado
you notice i start to wobble when the bottles getting hollow
comin’ forward straight to it and it’ll burn you when you swallow…

- the gateway drug

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