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lirik lagu anga(vu) & ethics - 20xl

[act i}

now is the time, now is the time
now is the time, right now

god gave us the time to laugh, to cry
wonder why
i’ll never put tears into your eyes

cause theres a time for everything
and now it’s time for love (now its time for love)
theres a place for everything
but theres no better place (there’s no better place)
than with me

now is the time, now is the time
now is the time, right now

{act ii]

a dollar doesn’t really get you what it used to
pressure got me cl!ckin, i’m speaking zulu
vile can vouch for me
tsk , this whole album can vouch for me
huh
who am i? please specify
i been a lot of people, but i’m one in adonai
i’m growing with the seasons, watching moons pass by
sometimes the b~tterfly, sometimes the caterpillar
but most times in my cocoon
when i sit in my room, and write syllables and similes
whatever consumes
me until two
or four in the morning
i sleep for 3 hours until alarm ring
my circadian rhythm really begging for morphine
as we speak
i am who i am
and i’m not who i’m not, like prime roddy rich
i’m two stepping out the box you’ll put me in
i can’t fit all my truths in one 16
but i hop in the booth and spit about 2 16’s
call it lyrical amphetamine
and when i’m through, i flip to john 3:16
my soul gotta eat too, lemme show you
joseph would approve, i wear my heart upon my sleeve
from what i seen, god forbid i make it mainstream
a coward dies a thousand times before his death
if that’s true then this is really me begging for help

mhmmm

the cat is slowly coming out the bag
all these years i’ve perfected my sk!ll, to double back
‘a birds eye view’, like cordae in 2022
around that time i discovered what words can do
inevitable, to heal or to k!ll
to be or not to be, forreal with your sk!ll
who’s the god mc? that ain’t someone that i want to be
i just wanna rap on beats like i’m dc3
my testimony, got a rhythm to it
i’m just tryna tell my story and there’s nothing else to it
uh
my life’s an open book, come and read a page
just a kid from tz with a mic and a stage
accelerate my healing through music, and one day
i’ll be satisfied i tried, before i close my eyes, listen
[act iii}

uh, classic anga(vu)
reporting live from my bedroom
before i get to spitting lemme add some headroom
i see too much red in this dark room
before i clip, let me hold this picture up to you
my p’s and q’s, manifested through decibels
moving into, the light with every spoken syllable
but the culture wanna act like lauryn hill wasn’t singing enough
they wanna see blood, raw, like mtv’s unplugged
i unplug my monitor, just to see
songs so watered down they turn deserts into seas, easily
but me? i’m tryna do the same spiritually
before the game grab a hold of me like triple h with the pedigree
my frequency unique to me
so no ctrl c’s, no ctrl vvs’ will ever be in my st~~ze
no matter how many g’s succumb from these

see, i was raised in tz
no 911 for emergencies
half the time police be the ones causing the, emergencies
poverty parade the streets
pockets is hurting so we looking for pain relief
neighbors houses broken into
families broken in two
people selling multiple body parts for the juju
they coming out the sunken place
better pray you got lil rel with you
or some angels on you
forreal and it really made it hard not to fear bout the next day
when the kids on your block disappear and dissipate you ask god why did i stay?
still remember that night like it was yesterday
12 years old, i lay my head to go to bed
i saw i bright figure, lenticular image
insinuating everything will be okay, and it was, look

many moons i stayed up, i’m still in tune, i’m prayed up
i load the pro tools with tunes that could elevate us
come and feel the adolescent rage, moving mountains
all with a pen and a page, and i’m gone

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