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Noir sky
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A vivid narrative about a a poet driving tired literally and metaphorically.
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Nas meets the roots meets Gil scott heron
I am the one known as Poet of Pain, Poet, Mc, author, producer, guitarist, and writer. I incorporate all of my influences into my hip hop from The Doors to Kurt cobain, From the roots, to Jay-z and Nas. I Am am ready to be another big shift in music. P.O.P.
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Spoken Word
Charts
Peak #3,411
Peak in subgenre #47
Author
Walter P.O.P. Monroe
Rights
Poet of Pain
Uploaded
July 19, 2007
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MP3 4.5 MB • 128 kbps • 4:52
Story behind the song
This song was prelude and aftermath of my accident in 2006.
Lyrics
Noir sky Driving through the noir sky Premonition January 26, 2006 As I drive through the noir sky Another day another hour goes by Another blessing another curse devoir my trys I harness these grains of sand, you still see empowerment In these sleepy eyes, the reapers hides and waits for me to drift away Behind these wheel and crash then my soul will lift away I wake up become alert but I’m so damn tired I feel like a crash test dummy at night, during the day i'm wired Open my lids and stare into the void of the night Will success, peace, and happiness be deployed in my life? Or will I be another pawn, a toy in the black mans plight? I consciously look inward; become Sigmund Freud when I write I look At myself and life, driving to work alone Floating, when I’m in thought there's so much that can be shown Turn off the radio and just by the silence I’m awed I’m so busy it’s the only chance I get to talk to God And that’s a shame your first words you utter should be his name, Spending that time with him helps you withstand chaotic games My graveyard shift is robotic it’s the same ole same Its simple plain my faith sooths me like a hypnotic rain When I start to lose hope, my natural narcotic remains That is this writing that houses my dreams The concept that came to me looking at Baltimore’s city scheme The lord knows I’m tired of this repetitious running Be patient my son, because your time is coming. Coldaugust © 2006 Driving Through the noir sky Angels walk with me Jan 27, 2006 10:15 Another clear black night here we go again Getting ready for my night shift before it starts I want it end Friday night too man I don’t know how it feels To go out somewhere or my girl spend the night and chill I get ready so sluggish my snails pace signifies my drive In my warm bed with my baby I wish I could take a dive I thrive to end this suspended record of mine Playing 3 nights a week man my drive is blind I look for my keys, make sure the burners off Ok the iron is unplugged, got my phone, and then I’m off Get to my car need did I lock the door My obsessive compulsion leads me back once more Yeah the doors locked, it’s time to hop in the whip Almost running late, from the things I forget I really need to plead the blood over me So tired I usually just rush and leave Then drive listless thru the cold b-more streets Ready to get to work, to ironically sleep I got a green light so I gain a lil speed I know this fool aint turn in front of…. Screeeeeeeeeech! Driving through the noir sky The collision 10:45 pm Screeeeeech! Damn if this is the end, well here we go I have a tenth of second to swerve no place to go But head on this car is dead wrong Here comes a skip in my 3 night song I try to avoid by turning to the right It’s was too late, so here come my plight Our cars crash all sound to me just cease We hit hard but at least I’m in on piece I sit for a second in disbelief Then I pull over and get out, this fool I have to meet He said “Man I wasn’t looking; I didn’t see you at all Let’s just exchange info, let’s keep it moving so I can bounce and ball He said it was his fault, insurance has the cost Get in the car and once again I’m off Called me coworker and told him what had transpired “Walt take it easy, I have a lawyer you can hire” Well this woke me up my unconscious ride I guess you leave a space open the devil will hide But nothing in this world will stop the lord’s plan I’m grateful I was in his grace, the palm of his protective hands It’s time to wake up and listen when he talks to me I Bare witness this collision, when the angels walked with me.
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