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DEVIAS (ft. Aleksander)

SeenDevias on July 22, 2013 09:14

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    Devias - This is where it begins.
    (Produced by Aleksander, Written by me)

    First Verse 1; Devias:
    completely off my rocker like a teeny bopper on vodka
    agitated often, blatant less patience than a dodgy doctor
    hotter than Waka-Flocka, actively an antagonist
    mad to be a damaged kid witness to more bullshit than Madrid is
    damn it's that analysis, shit that goes deep
    most could barely understand beneath it on both feet
    and my cortex is distorted from little to no sleep
    fired up but wise enough to kick it with OGs
    Young Gifted and Broke, lungs full of the smoke
    I puff on it then choke as the the buzz from it provokes
    a reflective state of mind then I got nothing but hope
    to live in a day and time when every mother can cope
    and every other is homed, with dinner up on the table
    then again I been a dreamer since a youngan been able
    to close his eyes but open mind to the potential he could meet
    damn it's hard being a dreamer in a world that never sleeps

    Hook; Aleksander:
    he had a sound so raw,
    the lions would fear it
    and he had words so smooth,
    your eyes could hear them

    Verse 2; Devias:
    we built as individuals so where's our authenticity?
    everybody copies like its off the board in history
    we're taught racism's hatred but our lessons ignored blissfully
    we all belong to human race, so fuck your ethnicity
    I'm straight forward explicit gee, nough bars to get yo liver fucked
    express what I'm feeling as if you really give a fuck
    been too kicked back, in fact been lacking motivation
    writers block been caused, by flaw of my own frustration
    I'm an honest sinner body slimmer than my odds to make it
    loud smoking, outspoken bout these rotten fakes in
    society tryna be thugs, hope you're not mistaken
    really policemen got em shaken' heaters barely poppin bacon
    I brush it off like the rubble from my city's streets,
    NZ but NY lights, the heights I'm set to meet
    sick of preaching sky's the limit, no intention to reach for it
    takes a mouth to speak on greatness but ambition to seek for it

    Hook; Aleksander:
    and he had a sound so raw,
    the lions would fear it
    and he had words so smooth,
    your eyes could hear them

    Outro; Aleksander:
    he had a sound so raw
    he had words so smooth
    he had intentions so pure...


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