We’re no different. Shame is in the way we may never know different. So Let it be set in stone scripted and you’ll be sisyphus wishing for a kiss of death instead of respect and owned privilege/
there’s no letting it rest the roll is his/
forever and then some there’s no ending/
there’s no forgetting the second when the morals split/
for every penance the ego sent him/
We owe the equivalent in boiled skin/
Dependent on a culture where blood and oil mix/
Suffer under reticulated coiled grins/
In a never for which we hold reverence/
The formation assembled in is a delicate/ distorted hatred towards the way that other tortured souls tour the wave lengths/ our own torment weighted against the void that replaces it/ it’s hard to enjoy peace when you’re so scared you’ll break it/
It’s hard to describe what I’m fastened too
Arms out wide the stakes are passing through
martyr might cry and stain the grasses roots
Spawning new growth that improves the captive truths
Still using faith to brace for massive doom
When change is within range of what fate demands of you
Not what the future holds
but the stones that your hands can move
Suff Daddy’s edition of the long-running Fat Beats “Bakers Dozen” series emphasizes fat, funky beats, lit up by vintage synths & organs. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 11, 2018
Social conscious hip-hop. The self-described story of people who feel lost, disconnected from their heritage and unwelcome at home. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 8, 2016