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Nenoblaze407 - Corey's Perspective Lyrics



Nenoblaze407 - Corey's Perspective Lyrics
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Terrorism
A country that manifests fear within itself for political and social control
The truth is what you see
Come take a walk with me
You might not like what you see
Don't wanna live this life too fast, I just don't wanna die
Too many unaccomplished visions I ain't brought to life
I know I wasn't brought this far to never make it happen
Tell me how I earned these scars if I ain't get shit crackin
Dreams I had of myself in my visual cortex
Creating reality with a flow that's flawless
Born with it, I ain't bought shit, my baby is gorgeous
Type the hit, and you know I gotta record it
Living on the edge, sometimes I wonder where I'd really be
If all these bullets landed, it's mark when death would come for me
Feel the chill run down my spine, if you don't f*ck with me
Tell them niggas it's all fine, what else do they want from me
I left Florida, I was under investigation
Thinkin' then how much I made six figures still ain't made it
I won't be happy till I put seven in my mom account
And I get it in large amounts, pussy nigga don't
Let me take a minute to recollect my thoughts right now
A lot of times I get to rap and I just seem lost right now
Hindsight, lookin' back, where did it start right now
Visualize, pick it apart right now
I am the light, give me the spark right now
Please, shh, quiet
Nigga don't talk right now
Received the message comin' out about my vessel
Sometimes my thoughts be hard to wrestle
Sometimes it's hard for me to get up on these instrumentals
And rap about somethin' simple, but shit, there ain't nothin' simple
If I ain't like your ass, I just ain't f*ckin' with you
Call my nigga Cory and tell him all about my story
And all about the homies that lived and that died before me
Get a sense of his perspective, another lens I can view through
This life is a whole collective, another world I can view to
Superstitions or fictions or is it all contradictions
If the world fell short of my image, ain't it up to me to fix it
Energy's kept at a distance, but close enough so they listen
Fulled with self-serving f*cks, filled with all these predispositions
And all the preachers really crooked like these politicians
More worried about what they makin, less about what the f*ck is givin
Like I'm trapped up in a prison, servin' a life sentence
Deluded and equivocatin' to the masses, how they relate
When the passion of the Christ had Mel Gibson on his f*ckin' face
Behind closed doors, arguments about fornication
When it be the ones that made it, really be the ones closer to Satan
I'm sayin' if they got the check to influence the masses, I'll bet
Don't be blind to the bullshit, recognize it to the fullest
They ain't knowin' what is absolute truth
From where I look at, everything distorted from my perception
And how I took it, if you feel just what I'm sayin
Ain't too many that can put it into a box and wrap it up
Or the stove or the way I cook it
I spit it at your brain, but it's just rap, are you still entertained
Truth is we all trapped in this illusional frame
I'm tired, can't hold back how I've been choosin' to pain
We all sufferin' slow deaths while the truth remains stained
We all sufferin' slow deaths while the truth remains stained
The moment you realize you can't free the light
You're mind is trapped inside of the darkness
Will you overcome all the lies
Will you seek the truth that you find
407, baby
You know the f*ckin' vibe
You can never put the end to me
Or battle out that pen with me boy
But I thought y'all niggas knew that already
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English

Terrorism
A country that manifests fear within itself for political and social control
The truth is what you see
Come take a walk with me
You might not like what you see
Don't wanna live this life too fast, I just don't wanna die
Too many unaccomplished visions I ain't brought to life
I know I wasn't brought this far to never make it happen
Tell me how I earned these scars if I ain't get shit crackin
Dreams I had of myself in my visual cortex
Creating reality with a flow that's flawless
Born with it, I ain't bought shit, my baby is gorgeous
Type the hit, and you know I gotta record it
Living on the edge, sometimes I wonder where I'd really be
If all these bullets landed, it's mark when death would come for me
Feel the chill run down my spine, if you don't f*ck with me
Tell them niggas it's all fine, what else do they want from me
I left Florida, I was under investigation
Thinkin' then how much I made six figures still ain't made it
I won't be happy till I put seven in my mom account
And I get it in large amounts, pussy nigga don't
Let me take a minute to recollect my thoughts right now
A lot of times I get to rap and I just seem lost right now
Hindsight, lookin' back, where did it start right now
Visualize, pick it apart right now
I am the light, give me the spark right now
Please, shh, quiet
Nigga don't talk right now
Received the message comin' out about my vessel
Sometimes my thoughts be hard to wrestle
Sometimes it's hard for me to get up on these instrumentals
And rap about somethin' simple, but shit, there ain't nothin' simple
If I ain't like your ass, I just ain't f*ckin' with you
Call my nigga Cory and tell him all about my story
And all about the homies that lived and that died before me
Get a sense of his perspective, another lens I can view through
This life is a whole collective, another world I can view to
Superstitions or fictions or is it all contradictions
If the world fell short of my image, ain't it up to me to fix it
Energy's kept at a distance, but close enough so they listen
Fulled with self-serving f*cks, filled with all these predispositions
And all the preachers really crooked like these politicians
More worried about what they makin, less about what the f*ck is givin
Like I'm trapped up in a prison, servin' a life sentence
Deluded and equivocatin' to the masses, how they relate
When the passion of the Christ had Mel Gibson on his f*ckin' face
Behind closed doors, arguments about fornication
When it be the ones that made it, really be the ones closer to Satan
I'm sayin' if they got the check to influence the masses, I'll bet
Don't be blind to the bullshit, recognize it to the fullest
They ain't knowin' what is absolute truth
From where I look at, everything distorted from my perception
And how I took it, if you feel just what I'm sayin
Ain't too many that can put it into a box and wrap it up
Or the stove or the way I cook it
I spit it at your brain, but it's just rap, are you still entertained
Truth is we all trapped in this illusional frame
I'm tired, can't hold back how I've been choosin' to pain
We all sufferin' slow deaths while the truth remains stained
We all sufferin' slow deaths while the truth remains stained
The moment you realize you can't free the light
You're mind is trapped inside of the darkness
Will you overcome all the lies
Will you seek the truth that you find
407, baby
You know the f*ckin' vibe
You can never put the end to me
Or battle out that pen with me boy
But I thought y'all niggas knew that already
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Writer: Rafael Castro
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Performed By: Nenoblaze407
Language: English
Length: 3:29
Written by: Rafael Castro
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