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A unique blend of hard rock, pop, hip hop and rap.
International Recording Artist The Almighty Grind (a.k.a. T.A.G.)
Song Info
Genre
Author
The Almighty Grind
Rights
2003
Uploaded
February 06, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 5.5 MB • 128 kbps • 6:01
Story behind the song
This song is somewhat unusual. It's a song about indecision. And, it's a song about path's and decisions we take and make, and how the outcome of those decisions affect our reality and lives.
Lyrics
I do not know which way to go.
What he hell is wrong with me?
Wish someone would light a candle…
…show some fuckin’ sympathy.
Cause’ the light is bright but dark is thicker.
For, I still cannot breathe. I feel like I can’t see.
Oblivious to the pain, numb to the touch.
Can’t feel it when I bleed I bled already dead. What?
Bridge 1:
Watch your back!
Ahhhhhhhhhh
Look out!
Ahhhhhhhhhh
Chorus:
Look at yourself.
You’re already gone.
Look at yourself.
Waiting to die.
Die.
Die!…
Verse 2:
Without rhyme or reason…
…unfathomed by the outcome.
We at the crossroads in between divided nations.
He said to more than conquer.
Uncertain of the altar.
I find myself betwixed within his ubiquity.
Now, frequencies are all around me.
I’m searching for the teacher…
…driving through these trials…
…meet with these guidance counselors.
My soul tells me progression.
My mind tells me to wait.
My homie D.J. Dronie says to leave it in Gods good faith.
He says…
Bridge 2:
Watch your back!
Ahhhhhhhhhh (Before you get in too deep… Scared you might never wake up from your sleep.)
Look out!
Ahhhhhhhhhh (Before you’re left all alone in a world that’s so cold.)
Chorus:
Look at yourself.
You’re already gone.
Look at yourself.
Waiting to die.
Die.
Look at yourself.
You’re already gone.
Look at yourself.
Waiting to die.
Die.
Die!…
Interlude 1:
Shit, maggots, and flies. What’s the recipe…
…for the mind state when you’re ill like me?
Shit, maggots, and flies. What’s the recipe…
…for the mind state when you’re ill like me?
Now, I come knockin’, I come stompin, I come rockin on your door with the hardcore.
Gonna take you back to the beat streets original. These styles we complete.
Gonna take you for a ride. Step inside of this mind. We’ve got you.
Lost in a zone. Left all alone. Down to the bone. We’ve cut you down so weak.
Shit, maggots, and flies. What’s the recipe…
…for the mind state when you’re ill like me?
Shit, maggots, and flies. What’s the recipe…
…for the mind state when you’re ill like me?
Come on now. Back the hell up. Sit the hell down. Listen up! We gonna see whose real now.
Talking all that jazz. Who has it all figured out beyond the shadow of a doubt.
I’ve seen you all the way and most of the time you played it cool. Right.
But, now you still where you’ve been. Locked up again. Judge yourself before them.
All that I feel is pain. All that I feel is pain. Skeletons…
…callin’ me from my past… callin’ me out so I can live with shame!
All that I feel is pain. All that I feel is pain. Skeletons…
…callin’ me from my past… callin’ me out so I can live with shame!
Verse 3:
I do not know which way to go.
Guess I’m better here by my self.
Wish someone would light a candle.
Help me find my way; be better for my health.
Cause’ the light is bright but dark is thicker.
For, I still cannot breathe. I feel like I can’t see.
Oblivious to the pain, numb to the touch.
Can’t feel it when I bleed I bled already dead. What?
Bridge 1:
Watch your back!
Ahhhhhhhhhh
Look out!
Ahhhhhhhhhh
Chorus:
Look at yourself.
You’re already gone.
Look at yourself.
Waiting to die.
Die.
Look at yourself.
You’re already gone.
Look at yourself.
Waiting to die.
Die.
Die!
