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Track 5 - Death & Beyond
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hiphop rap mixtape beats and rhymes spittin
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Poetical rhymage.
I'm just one member of Northern Lights and this is my first ever mix tape release. I'm hoping by the next one i'll be using all my own beats but I am quite happy with some of what I got and I enjoy doing me so it's all good.
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Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
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Peak #26,497
Peak in subgenre #2,237
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January 03, 2005
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Quite often you’ll find that I’m quiet just because I am stoned But most of the time I’m quiet cos this life leaves me so cold I’m nearly 240 agonizing months old And my life’s the most worthless possession I’ve ever owned And I guess I am depressed nothing I can think of would impress me Or compromise this situation, I find it stressing Using this Ouija board I communicate with my darker side And I’m a bic razor short of a lucid suicide Who had died, last time these tears fell from my face? I have a body free to let and you can move in right away My soul is prepped for excavation; c’mon let’s do this! Hesitation will not stop me with scissors buried in my wrist I clench your hand within my fist; I sense a deep ironic twist Everything I ever loved appears before me as the mist Of death crawls from Hades up through my veins and the cries of babies Lure me down but the spirit saves me so please deliver safely My mind away cos I can’t stay in this place of confusion Where delusions are intrusions that may offer absolution But I accept no remedy this life has got the best of me Observed my vulnerability and destroyed my destiny But I’m not accepted into death And so my spirit is next to me I feel her hand and hear her breath And I am in love for she is beautiful-ful-ful And it’s clear now that part of her psyche is me We’re connected and I’ve a sense that we have always been I’ve seen this woman everyday of my life She represents the beauty in my heart she’s what I look for in a wife She IS me, she IS life, she IS love: forgiving She falls into my arms and now I know what I’ve been missing I rest in the unblinking quietness of this place I’m calmer than in life as I look upon her face I see her skin looks so soft I touch her gently to confirm I expect her complexion to rub off yet she barely even squirms She stills, pupils dilate the chill in the wind says soul’s are taken I’m life in the making she turned the clock, now is forsaken Wrinkles turn to flesh wounds that are gaping and look sore Pores open to reveal a life that is no more Sacrifice; immortal love that can never exist twice She gave her life to save the soul of one who barely just survived And she dies there, right before my very eyes She’s the part of me that made it but I am still alive So I sacrifice myself there with the tears from her skin That cut through me as if they’re destroying from within I sense her presence inside me she’s alive but she’s hiding Confiding mental stimulation that can simulate a live being Her gross inner winds connect to the stems of my nerves I decide to accept her and then she speaks through my words “We are.” She says, “I am no more” The beginning of an end and then we are born. THEN we are born.
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