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Tales of Nothingness by N Sane
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Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #1,680
Peak in subgenre #276
Author
N Sane
Uploaded
January 13, 2005
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MP3 3.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Saw my face outlined by the trains blue spark Theres only few & far with a true heart Angel finally got his wings and a new harp But lost his finger to the strings, cause they was too sharp (Verse 1) He turned to a gargoyle and migrated to New York Burned by the stars coil, rests right where you walk Look into the dark soil, might see a reflection My reflexes detected the detested death wish There was one left dish and you licked it spotless I got this, anonymous face in the form of the apocalypse The image appears to dwell in dreams, reveals itself in screams I'll just melt ya seam, and that shit'll fuck up ya self esteem You cocky, arrogant, rocking gear again Let me do this rap shit, you go steer ya benz Excuse me, I have to punish the glutton Rummage the Rotten Apple for somethin worth bumpin (Chorus) These tales of nothingness, hear the wails as something drifts (Verse 2) How scary is it? I'm leary with it, this daring visit These teary glimpses of witches and wizards tearing in it Dungeons and dragons, but such is just magic So I'm lustin the frabrics of hustlin for lavish Lifestyle, turn the lights out or I'll bite down Turnin my head so slight now, never put my mic down It's attached to me, gimme the cash for free Or there'll be casualties, I'm a mis-matched emcee All the silly people list me last and laugh at me After they do their little prissy dance they pull their gats on me Ya little bird brained girls usin the word slang As generations go humans develope a worse brain I eat hot emcees then I burp flames This is to me how the thirst came I'm here to post-pone ya little herb reign Was there for my first broke bone, but I was there for ya first sprain (Chorus) (Verse 3) Though the muse left me amused in a confused manner, it said I was born with a used dagger And that I would die by this true matter, that they'd have my head on a silverish huge platter Something on my shoes splattered, you were black and bruised, battered Bet if I hit you in the head you'd lose data, and your wife and kid will chat bout how'd they lose dada Seen an apparition,location on the map was missin You wouldn't face so you backwards in it You couldn't taste it so you grasp ya lips quick You can't replace it so you act as if it Never left in the first place Now it's in your head, that's the worst place I'm from Ozone Park, the fuckin streets looks deserted Looks like it's been sprinkled for desert of the evilly converted See the evenings been purchased, they're greedily hookin me to the circuit And bleeding me just so they can work it Out of spite I am the fuel, got much might, come and duel It's just the same shit I been thru and thru Lets have a show down in the ghost town Victory kept on the lowdown, what you wanna go home now? I know it hurts, come here and let me numb you I can strum you like a guitar or beat you like a drum too (Chorus) Saw my face outlined by the trains blue spark Theres only few & far with a true heart Angel finally got his wings and a new harp But lost his finger to the strings, cause they was too sharp
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