Soulfly - In Memory Of... Lyrics
Yo, lifes web wants me in debt and tries to collect my breath as ransom in return for my souls silhouette. how deep does shit get? is it worth the bentleys and jets in this jungle of sheer conDevils with breasts. I mean does everything happen for a reason, the change of seasons, even the slugs screamin to stop you from breathin. it seems were all a target in this mosh pit. the woE spinnin lopsided, thats why I have my logic.We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blastWe are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blastSo dont tell me how to act - how to be - how to liveWe are what we are - forever live or dieDont tell me how to act - how to be - how to liveI am what I am from beginning to the endMy conspiracy theory threatens national security, speaking clearly, you *****s dont hear me. walked the psychopath of timothy leary when cell therapy wasnt curing me, God put fear in me, scaMe. rip kamau jahi, quiet warrior with dignity, still with me spiritually, forever in memory. cut throat - who ill as me? soulfly. flight attendants aint got shit on me. you reap what you sow,Try my hardest to harvest good crops regardless if most artists are garbage - with godless content. to be honest, the chronic plus my fondness of alcoholic products held my spirit in bondage likVicts. gettin blunted wasnt pungent, overabundance of dumb shit had me living low-budget. conflict. indo had my mental growth stunted, cut friends out my circumference I used to run with. roseE it. ***** thuggin and clubbin, I got one in the oven, plus my girls talkin husband - she buggin. my method of flowin expression through poem, salt of the earth like the ocean - gods chosOkesman. creation to crematioN, to be blatant - ***** satan - paper chasin mother*****ers facing damnation. girls actin fly with no interest in aviation - ***** station - radio waves is just radiation.We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blastWe are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blastYou dont feel when I bleed, when I scream, when I feelWe are what we are - forever live or dieYou dont know how I feel, what is real, whats the dealI am what I am from beginning to the endCutthroat logic - the newest extension of the soulfly tribe from now until the day that I die. cant you tell by the pain in my eyes that with this music I will bring my dream to life. stressedOut, losin my mind, I wanna blow up right now but I know it takes time. like slanging saxs to takin elbows across the state lines, from 22s to tec 9s swag to kind. underground to worldwide,Ll never die, forever my words in my rhymes they gonna keep me alive. so onward I strive each and every day of my life az I fight to keep k-rabs dream alive. forever my better half from fightinMakin cash. some things in life are *****ed up - wish I could take em back. but I live life with no regrets so I just look back on life and laugh.We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blastWe are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blastIn memory of d-low I carry this painWe are what we are - I know you understandIn memory of d-low I carved your nameI am what I am from beginning to the endGot catholics in confession and 5-percenters studying lessons while the youth smoke buddha for blessing. I hear you *****ers on vinyl praising false idols - claiming gods and dogs and other fraudEs - to rival. my recitals laced with the bible, life is just a time trial - Im trying to make the finals. march madness in the land of savages - Im stranded, a magnet for static so I combatPlomatic - nomadic - what Im tatted - my cross my only baggage - roots go back to africa, Im not asiatic. brothas mastered mathematics and still they cant add it. my quest isnt cabbage althoTs nice to have it - rock the planet - like volcanic magma fragments - as my lava cools a lot of fools take me for granite. I just wanna meet the trinity and live for infinity - laugh at the enWhen I get there who cares who remember me - on earth. since birth my dome had afro turf - ask the nurse - I heard a verse that said - whos last is first - so I keep my flesh humblUse Im still-skinned like rumple - aveRage a triple double and keep my game subtle - jam harder - than vince on all ballers from bench to starter since I slaughter holler - murda - on shawn carter - no honor with robbers - so I prayY godfather and my conscience isnt bothered by how I get my dollars.We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blastWe are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blastWe are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blastWe are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
