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lirik lagu unnamed - twisted frequency

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[instrumental intro]
~distant siren~

[verse 1: raphael]
streets hum wit’ the wires buzzin’ over the block
night air thick with sirens, heat tucked in a sock
youngin’s gotta learn lessons that are taught by the chrome
ain’t no textbooks, just n~ggas breakin’ bread with a loan

corners talk, ghosts whisper through chain~link
fates ink, written in red, where the pain sinks
the devil out there with us, rolled dice and it’s hot
life’s a clock, wound tight, every tick a gunshot

what the f~ck is this? smoke from the blunt, or somethin’ real?
(raph, you crazy!)
young boul think he know how i feel
i’m trippin’, or maybe not, sh~t, i don’t even know
half in this world, half somewhere i don’t wanna go, yo

this is philly n~gga, where the burden is bred
every night i was fightin’ just to not turn up dead
small talks with they hands; conversation with lead
on the block where the hungry leave the worthy unfed

ogs said the gang’s a family, blood in, blood out
but all i seen was bodies, dreams buried in doubt
handed me a piece, said, “lil’ n~gga, make this sh~t yours”
but the weight of that metal pulled down on my soul
i ain’t built for this sh~t, but they don’t ask if you down
the hood’ll chew you alive, spit your name in the ground
gunshots the metronome, death the only escape
but i’d rather f~cking die than live a slave to my fate

every alley got a story, every corner got a ghost
youngin’s faces on the murals, r.i.p the hoods toast
they celebrated bodies like it’s part of the hustle
every funeral felt like the block flexin’ it’s muscle

my man j got clipped over somethin’ so petty
now his mama pourin’ liquor, hands tremblin’, unsteady
stared at his casket, thinkin’, “d~mn, that could be me”
but my n~ggas laughed it off
(raph, thats how it be)

[verse 2: raphael]
nah f~ck that, i won’t die for a block that won’t cry
where the truth nor the loyalty’s in f~ckin’ supply
i got dreams they mock me
(that arcade won’t feed ya)
what’s this sh~t gon’ do besides bury me deeper?

started hidin’ in arcades, the games are my therapy
but the jawn actin’ crazy, sh~t started scarin me
game glitches, nah, it’s more like they breathing
characters movin’ off~script, sayin sh~t like they schemin’, look
i ain’t crazy, at least that’s what i’m sayin’
but my head vibrates, voices chant like they prayin’
the hood and somethin’ ancient overlap in the mist
every broken streetlight a portal to the abyss

reflections twist, i swear they don’t mimic my moves
it’s me, but it’s not, i’m a shadow in two
and the block? it’s alive, stones whisper my name
like the concrete remembers sh~t my mind can’t explain

they call my name in the wind, low and raspy as h~ll
echoes ride through the smoke like they castin’ a spell
but it’s hard to decipher if it’s real or i’m tweakin’
when the block and these visions blend every weekend

homies posted on the block like statues engrained
eyes glazed, souls gone, all that’s left is the pain
bullets write their own psalms, it’s a battle in vain
but we numb to the cost, so we laugh through the rain

i tried to escape it, hold tight to my lane
arcade stick in my hand while the hood call my name
but the pixels glitch out, man, this sh~t ain’t a game
now the pyramids rise, and the streets ain’t the same

is that graffiti or hieroglyphs i see on the wall?
between philly’s cold nights and these ancient ass halls
the sands and the asphalt, both callin’ my soul
n~ggas die for the corners, i’m just tryna stay whole
[verse 3: raphael]
final levels approachin’, i’m locked in my zone
both the ghetto and the visions won’t leave me alone
but i’m takin’ my aim, n~gga, claimin’ my throne
breakin’ cycles of violence i ain’t callin’ my home

they said bloodlines are bonds, both the past and the now
but i’m writin my own, n~gga, f~ck they vows
pharaoh or raphael, i refuse to bow
i’m the glitch in they system, can’t erase me now

[bridge: raphael]
philly skies burn red from the sun as it sets
but the desert calls louder with the debts i ain’t met
i’m the bridge, the rebellion, the sword they regret
a king in the making, but the crown ain’t set

[verse 4: faro]
he talked like a vet but got clipped like a kid
now his crew in the dark tryna act like they slid
catch him slippin’, im flippin’ the script on his lid
ain’t no mercy, i’m purging, they fold when i bid
i’m the god, i don’t bow to the soft or the fake
blind to the code, now i’m callin the snake
feast where i want, dont rely on a plate
n~ggas stay hungry but think that they ate

do what you can while i do what i wanna
you want her i got her i’m one of a kind
and i’m hotter than saunas i got all the dollars
that copper a goner if i got the nine
pig to a p~ssy he ran out of lives
he a kid, he a rookie for f~ckin’ with mines
trigg’ for a n~gga if he step outta line
but i come from behind and i rip out his spine
the divine has no use for the weak and the blind
it’s haram, i’m still finna dine on the swine

crown stays locked while the sands turn red
n~gga bow low, or they end up dead
gold dont fade, and the throne don’t crack
stones might break, but i’ll bring sh~t back
dust rise up when the squad march through
bloodline cut if they cross my crew

[verse 5: faro]
blades swing, your veins get split
pain stings, your frame won’t fit
shots ring, your chest caves in
hot springs from flesh grown thin
fast snaps, your bones might break
flash traps, your soul won’t wake
grip tight, my aim won’t miss
swift strikes make fate dismiss
skulls drop, the ground turns red
pulse stops, your crown gets shed
blood flows, the air gets thick
guns blow, your squad turns quick

knives pierce, your ribs collapse
life clears, your breath retracts
shots fire, your lungs exhale
wires cut, your plan derails
fast moves, your fate rewinds
glass grooves, carve hate through spines
heat bursts, the sky rains ash
beast thirst, my pride won’t crash
blood sprays, the ground turns black
skulls break, your crown won’t stack
death creeps, the cold sets in
h~ll speaks, you sin, i grin

[instrumental outro]
~increments of static, followed by a distant choir~


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