I am more than what stands before you
I am a blind man; I do not see you
Yet I know the warmth of you cheek against my fingertips
يا فردة ارفع صوت الحق زي حجر ، فلِّق الامنجية و الكجر
Why toss rocks when you can flip falafels to leave opponents baffled
Like soldiers in a battle, or m love’s mobile قافل
Conflict is a part of life’s balance; peace, a noble hidden talent
Sake for sake’s purpose still won’t hold this
Thoughts turn to words, words turn to actions, actions turn to habits
Coz Ahmed Kamal was here 2012, yeah boy
Materialistic intentions on living lavishly
Dude, I’m broke
Cocaine is one hell of a drug
Remember Scarface and his little friend ! Yeah, thank Cocaine
Insane is how we try to contain the noise of the war drums
All them stupid speeches makes the dumb feel numb
Stupidity is not part of my anatomy
The only thing I’m wrapped in is insanity
Wrapped in a womb of insanity
Or are these my own eyes manipulating a world of sick sanity
I look in the mirror and smile at my vanity
And pop the pills I’m given by the doctor
My prescription is filled but I am hungry for some cabbage
I’m a patch kid, looking for some sweet crack to salvage
I’m high on life, don’t need pills to get addicted
Yet, the higher I get, the harder it is to get the dots connected
They say it’s a matter of perspective
In a world where the human element is neglected
They say the world holds close its lovers
People always say the wrong stuff
And life is rough
That’s why I fill my stomach with stuff
And that’s why I feel so rough
—Somebody I used to know…
Leave a Reply