Текст песни Tarnished

Adapt to daylight that breaks over roofs on horizon
Split chest to concrete to clear sinus
Letters curve like true writers
Respect due to Phase2
Bombs grew from angst of knuckled fighters

EFX:

The ones who fell in urban combat
The ones who never cared to adapt
The ones in life who always felt trapped
The ones who made a real impact
The ones who molded exactly where these thought sat.

Verses amplified acoustically through wires
Makes perfect sense in mind with liquored virus
It all makes sense when mind's on liquored virus
Traveled under soil with Osiris
Birth and death of modern world on the Tigris
Why fight this?
Okt nigga why you even mic this?
Most the rest of world don't even like us
Ink flow from pen to raw papyrus
12 straight hours doing work ain't even tired
Tried and hung from sycamore
Cause I attempt to play Picasso for the poor
No one wants to hear this lion's roar
No one wants to hear a lion's roar
Attempts on life are insured
With truths I spit on tours
Bourge muthafukas expect us on all fours
Use brute force when I need to underscore
The perfect paragraph always hit block raw
Hits blocks (raw).

Chorus:

Endure the everyday, remain tarnished
Truth is all tarnished
Corner stoops is all tarnished
Even when it's strength we try to harness
My mental stay tarnished
The way we act on streets is all tarnished
Even when we meek we still tarnished
All the words we speak is mad tarnished
The core of man tarnished

They say at best we tamed savage
This train of thought kept collective souls all
Ravished
Raised a weary fist to catch my breath above the gutter
Gave away our hope and dignity as not to smother
We still suffer!
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Stability off kilter
Resist within oppression
The struggle is our weapon
Perhaps this is the blessing
Existence as the lesson.

EFX:

Ink flow from pen to raw papyrus
12 straight hours doing work ain't even tired
Tried and hung from sycamore
Cause I attempt to play Picasso for the poor
No one wants to hear this lion's roar
No one wants to hear a lion's roar
Attempts on life are insured
With truths I spit on tours
Bourge muthafukas expect us on all fours

No need to mention where we is or where we at
Instead I reminisce on all my peoples that we lost
Black
The ones who molded exactly where these thought sat
The ones who taught me how to act
The ones who fell in urban combat
The ones who never cared to adapt
The ones in life who always felt trapped
The ones who made a real impact
The ones who had the qualities your average man lacks
Commit their memories to wax
In fact commit their very tarnished essence to the core
Of (this track).

Chorus:

Endure the everyday, remain tarnished
Truth is all tarnished
Corner stoops is all tarnished
Even when it's strength we try to harness
My mental stay tarnished
The way we act on streets is all tarnished
Even when we meek we still tarnished
All the words we speak is mad tarnished
The core of man tarnished

Endure the everyday, remain tarnished
Truth is all tarnished
Corner stoops is all tarnished
Even when it's strength we try to harness
My mental stay tarnished
The way we act on streets is all tarnished
Even when we meek we still tarnished
All the words we speak is mad tarnished
The core of man tarnished