Sir Douglas Mawson

[Verse 1]
Circumstances had 'em broken
Why did God take the rib
Starin' at them train tracks 'cause
He didn't wanna live
Fuck all the rap tracks
All the praise ain't shit
If you gotta wear a coat just
To walk through the crib
And you movin' like Duquan
Since you worried 'bout the stench
'Cause the bucket you wash up in
Is the life you resent
And the grades don't ever hit
This ya first ever F
And niggas lookin' at you funny
'Cause they thought you was the best
But you can't concentrate with the pain
In ya chest
From the hypervеntilation or
The lack of the breath
Whеn you think about the loss
How shit coulda been
If you haven't isolated all ya homies and ya kin
Then you come across the Sun
But you don't know how to manage it
The damages resulted from disparagement
You done heard it all
And it wasn't even the tongue of ya opp
It was the words of ya blood
So it smites with a venom

[Verse 2]
Ima handle it myself if my
God didn't get 'em
Murderous thoughts and habits
Coincide with thoughts of heaven
Thinkin' its gotta be better than this
You fill the journal with practices of
A note and seal that bitch with a kiss
To the ones, that believed
That would sweat, and would bleed
And would go, thru the hurt
And would deal, with police
That would hold, when you bawl
That would cheer, when you ball
You put ya soul in music so those
Folks could have it all
You march the frontlines 'cause
You know who to fault
You witnessed the destruction
And tear gas from afar
Conflicted 'cause you wanna
Snatch at a cop's Glock
But you got ya lover with you
So that wouldn't be smart
We encapsulate the misery
We're one with the dark
The excruciating aches from
The horrors of thought
And even though you lost ya voice
I can still hear you talk
Yeah even though the shouts are muted
I could still hear it all
Deprivation of necessities
Obviously the obloquy a
Different form of weaponry
Found humiliation when I went
To look for empathy
Talk about what
For who
You know the problem
But refuse to hear the truth
Deprivation of necessities
Obviously the obloquy a
Different form of weaponry
Found humiliation when I went
To look for empathy
Talk about what
For who
You know the problem
But refuse to hear the truth

[Outro: Keyshia Cole, Rx Papi]
-Be
If you could only see, it all belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearning for your touch (Worst enemy is myself)
Come and set me free, forever yours, I'll be (All alone, I be calling for help)
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?
-Be
If you could only see, it all belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearning for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours, I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?
-Be
If you could only see, it all belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearning for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours, I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?
Come and take this pain away
Come and take this pain away
Come and take this pain away

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