Deacon
Taught to understand WHAT?
I break my inner shell to organize my body’s blood cells
Entrapped, in a body that was never meant to be seen
My simplistic style of living has got ah hold of me
Breathe deeply but not too loud, so theres no sense to see me
Crawlin through life, I make things harder than they seem to be
Don’t take things in stride to recognize my family’s points
I twist each limb and knuckle to initialize my weakend joints..
Destruction is so easy when your swinging at broken tree limbs…
Only to react by falling down to a ceiling of broken feelings…
I thought I’d try to bust my pride and rip this ego to the side…
But all I got was plan mistreatment by the things I couldn’t find
I follow around a tickin clock to find myself back in the center..
They created life in black an white to see my vision on this picture
So simple form in complex state, I regain my ability to create…
A day dream serious enough to end my life, a life I never made..
Mentill
A born fetus For believers who wish to understand
Born off in a Wonder Land Far from bein' dealt the underhand
Surrounded by thundered sands Cryin' tears of a saviour
Before cell phones and pagers A soul lyin' in a manger
Surrounde by strangers Not knowin' one present
Named Jesus A peasant sent to be the son of Heaven
To spread his blessin's onto the world A deeper message
Willing to speak to word to anyone who would listen
Kissin' the silhouette from a distance Destiny ... A cross
At wat cost ? To eradicate our sins With his own blood loss
Not lost But found in a town where faith and belief was torn
Jesus Christ ... Born ... Simpleness In A Complex Form
Key-Low
An abundant amount of song composers, one Branded…“a Musical Genius”/
ILLustrious vocals…fresh instrumentals…deMandin’ a Beautiful Seamstress/
Standin tha Truest…tha Deepest…Jesus…if they truly underStood tha Agony/
Blood and Havoc Leaves…frustration…rushed ideas Thud with Gravity/
What a Tragedy…most people don’t realize…tha deVoted Time and Effort/
Notes deSign tha Record…Lyke tha 1st Believers…Hope reLyed on Shepherds/
Many thieves emBrace his Music…Take to It….and don’t Have a Clue/
His talent…his Aptitude, his Fame Knew It…would reach this Magnitude/
Online…bandits take a Track or Two, slowly but surely Diminishing his Work/
His Visions Cling with Hurt…who knew his Gift would Bring a Curse?/
Long ago he was prosperous… a dedicated and committed…Lyrical Prodigy/
A Spiritual God of Keys…who never faltered…it was a Miracle, Probably/
His Magnificent Verses, caused jaws to drop coinciding with Engaged Eyes/
They Grab Attention of Persons, across tha top and release the Rage Insyde/
Grown men lie aWake and Cry, but eventually people abuse his Generosity/
They stole his music…Escaped with his Pride, which they Begin to Cop for Free/
Thanx to morpheus, kazaa, and napster…he was up-Ended and Profits Ceased/
Cd sales diminished…Expensive Property, now he’s broke and Forced to Quit/
Love Aborted Quick…I’m sick of this Sorta Shit…no more Dropping Hits/
It’s Obvious…buy blanks, steal artwork…save bank and Copy Discs/
What if this would have happened to Beethoven?
Complexity has been reduced to Simplicity…That’s the Thesis/
It happened because of the illegal reproduction of Masterpieces/
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