Thursday, October 1, 2020

dajebatsa in english

just a thought 
When all hope is lost, our fears become lust. I don't trust the dust you inhale.. lot of smoke, lot of folks, citizens on patrol, emotions enroll, i'm feeling a 100 years old. I won't get cold nor gold, join me in the city of god, no boundaries, no fraud . 
Why speak so loud to the crowds if you can't hear what is said, but instead try to set it straight. You've gotta try to protect the opinions of your enemies, it's the path to the truth. Better be a gentleman: thank first, complain last. I'm a simple man, love spray cans and rock bands, so here's my stand.
You have to be poor to feel the joy of giving, stay strong, stay close, like it was in the beginning: there was the word. My tongue like a sword. Every given promise is a debt, don't forget that the problem of process is that it goes forward, not in reverse.
The lord is your keeper, paycheck receivers don't believe in preachers, supernatural features combined with love and peace. Change the way you react to hatred, change yourself and stay.. we'll be sacred. Vibes from the basement, taste it !
We all privileged, global citizens filled with sin and medicine, part of us still primitive. Powerful or intelligent, religious and loving it. Happiness is for the future, the lord is my tutor. My thrills are the cheapest, so that means i'm the richest. If i say out all the words i write, you decide.. am i sick or all right ? I could be a monster and take a bite from your precious and beautiful mind, sin is a sin, no exceptions . I laugh when i'm at the clinics reception.. lectures about addictions, our perfect life is a fiction.. guide us on our mission.
As the world wakes up, it breathes.. tragedy piles up, you can't see the destruction around yourself. Are you free from the shackles and belts. Love them battles for life itself. A competition and survival of the fittest, the most illest satisfaction you can't  handle,  a black mustang  you can't saddle. We're getting madder as we climb life's ladder, we fall and blabber. 
Try to die young, you decide, but try to do it as late as you can. If you're interested in the future, you're gifted, we're mutual. Because it's the place where our race is going to spend their time for the rest of their lives. 
In the darkness words weight is a lot of more, a poet sees the world as a man a woman, if you gotta twitch or an itch, scratch a pen, some of words power will be revealed perhaps in ten years and i'll be relieved to see it and stay right here. 
If logic is confident lying, then i'm the sickest liar, but not dying. There's no better school than bad luck, i would be a fool to stop hip hop and poetry, so listen up closely.. the world doesn't owe us a thing.. because it was here first. Think of something real, because reality is an illusion.. but a constant illusion. You can't see yourself, you can only see your shadow.

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