TRACK A (ANOTHER TIME)

Part One

[Verse]
Thru the foreign nights
Dreaming poems in my sleep, i tend to overwrite
Catching cobras in the deep, i lost my appetite
Sickened from deceit, so im flushing all ur parasites
Burdened by the vices that i tried to fight
But it tends to
Boomaranging in the form of pride
Understand
That when abandoned you be shifting thru the paradigm
Try to minimize the damage so im often hiding
Blowing off the candlelight
And im hoping
That i see your eyes twinkling
When i end up in the afterlife
Hopе i ain't denied
As time slowly makеs its move
Yea the feelin does subside
Generation in demise
Poisoned by the satellites
Progress that be paralysed
Truth is often double sided
Yea the fact is that we often blinded
But theres no denying genocide
Free the people up in Palestine
Fuck the evil that be killing over dotted lines
In this life
I was buttered up by privilege i could never set aside
Sheltered by a village that was built from structured bias
Imma hypocrite thats moving with defiance
In the foreign nights im hunting like orion
Seeking for some extra guidance
Seeking for some extra guidance

[Outro]
Yeah, Sue
Track A

Part Two

[Instrumental]

Part Three

[Verse]
March forward
Spring different thru peripheral visions
2013 jamal crawford
Steady lifting, crossing over as I'm driven
Let my impact prosper
Im a new wave authour
Spirit sending my taurus moon
Analyzing u cowards soon
The way u testin I'm immune to it
Riding thru the storm its typhoon season
Writing in my room
Demons on my shoulder whispering
Chop it off
Send it to its tomb
Patience is the way im livin
Walk the talk, as i rummage thru the ruins
Of the bridges that i burnt
Wipe the dust in to the urn
Guardian angels that ain't fiction
Best believe it
I got faults that ive hidden
Steady fixin
Seeing carcass of my past that i got rid off
Good riddance good riddance
Ego made of glass, picking up the shards of my confidence
Haemorrhage the cost, theres a consequence
Lighting up the joss, for my ancestors
Theres a hurting in the lost, but we remember
Bleeding thru the gauze, but now we healin better
Theres a hurting in the lost, but we remember

Part Four
[Instrumental]