Shahmen - 1981985, Pt. 1 lyrics
[Shahmen - 1981985, Pt. 1 lyrics]
He was born in '81 we was born in '85
Waiting for the world to turn and
Finally put this fate in line
Make it mine, straightened spine
Pave the way for the blind to escape the lies
Danger lies ahead but faceless inside
And I came to rise
You can see the pain applied
Over all this pain of mine
Dripping off the canvas
Of a Los Angeleno tribe
And I ain't afraid to die but
I'm tired of this killing
And I'm feelin' like I only just came
To life so that's why I'm spilling
Stop staring at me with angry eyes
I got a surprise for you children
Beneath your harness a baby cries and
It's love for a feeling, it's love
And I never seen the ceiling
So Imma keep billing spilling out the venom
Filling out the rhythms
Sitting at the house on the
Couch with a vision
'Bout to break a million
Used to be a coward with
A sour taste for vengeance
But now I use my power to
Plow proudly and for graceful living
Face the prison all your memories
Are hid up in
And paint some vivid imagery
Where your feelings went
See the other side of what
This rhyme really meant
I could have died but survived
With the thick of skin
Look in my eyes find a
Dime that I couldn't grip
Opened your mind up to beyond
Where the lyrics end
Staring in the mirror at my fear
I know where it is now I got it checked as I
Step through the peril less
Respecting the elements many times got here
Got dropped dropped this life line
As I found out I had to balance it
Countless possibilities instead of what
It never is to balance out the damage
Of this savage inheritance
Somehow the young and the worried
Crossed mountains and valleys
And found where the fountain was buried
The mouth from my clout from the early
Nothing but an ounce bag of
Doubt that I'm burning
Mapping out routes in the
Counts of the journeys
Stashed in the house writing
Thousands of flows that are murdering
Wolves start howling, crows start circling
Depart from the nervousness
Burnt to lisp, as my clockwork ticks
Einstein didn't come up with a
Bomb and a fix
At times I might find violence hard to resist
But I mustn't forget poisoning
I was probably sick
Learnt to live with cross road
Decisions or an abyss
It doesn't only depend on attention
On how it gon' click
Took the first brick start building
My house on a cliff
So I can stare at the depth yet
Make a watch tower of it
Waiting for the world to turn and
Finally put this fate in line
Make it mine, straightened spine
Pave the way for the blind to escape the lies
Danger lies ahead but faceless inside
And I came to rise
You can see the pain applied
Over all this pain of mine
Dripping off the canvas
Of a Los Angeleno tribe
And I ain't afraid to die but
I'm tired of this killing
And I'm feelin' like I only just came
To life so that's why I'm spilling
Stop staring at me with angry eyes
I got a surprise for you children
Beneath your harness a baby cries and
It's love for a feeling, it's love
And I never seen the ceiling
So Imma keep billing spilling out the venom
Filling out the rhythms
Sitting at the house on the
Couch with a vision
'Bout to break a million
Used to be a coward with
A sour taste for vengeance
But now I use my power to
Plow proudly and for graceful living
Face the prison all your memories
Are hid up in
And paint some vivid imagery
Where your feelings went
See the other side of what
This rhyme really meant
I could have died but survived
With the thick of skin
Look in my eyes find a
Dime that I couldn't grip
Opened your mind up to beyond
Where the lyrics end
Staring in the mirror at my fear
I know where it is now I got it checked as I
Step through the peril less
Respecting the elements many times got here
Got dropped dropped this life line
As I found out I had to balance it
Countless possibilities instead of what
It never is to balance out the damage
Of this savage inheritance
Somehow the young and the worried
Crossed mountains and valleys
And found where the fountain was buried
The mouth from my clout from the early
Nothing but an ounce bag of
Doubt that I'm burning
Mapping out routes in the
Counts of the journeys
Stashed in the house writing
Thousands of flows that are murdering
Wolves start howling, crows start circling
Depart from the nervousness
Burnt to lisp, as my clockwork ticks
Einstein didn't come up with a
Bomb and a fix
At times I might find violence hard to resist
But I mustn't forget poisoning
I was probably sick
Learnt to live with cross road
Decisions or an abyss
It doesn't only depend on attention
On how it gon' click
Took the first brick start building
My house on a cliff
So I can stare at the depth yet
Make a watch tower of it