Story Behind The Song

My brother was on a visit to Philly from Baltimore so I asked him to play some piano. He had taught himself in less than six months to funk around with chord progressions and was pretty decent at improvising. If he practiced he could have been real good b

Song Description

Fading into the scenery of everything flying past at the speed of planet earth. Through all the tests, a person comes down to a pulse beating till they die, but listen to the song. There is more to it...

Lyrics

Hook
City Burning while the fighter jets are overseas,
Shitty learning yo the urchins trying to murder me,
Witty Wermin talk a lot of pity perjury,
Last time sit up this is flatline git up,

First Verse
Past time been up on account of fallen arches,
Start shit meet up with the barrel of a marksman,
Call in one O point next joint hex,
On a population brain station waves transmit,
I am not a hero or a puppet just a fuck it,
Bus table muckraker dive bar hider on the slide,
You are just a measure of your pride,
Cut taker hustling for more than just alive,
Sub level clearance underneath the rapist of a cadence I watch not even streets watch back,
If dem clack, don't even bother to react,
Act done facts none rumors of the last one,
Extinct predicated prostitutes of fast fun,
One blast dead dawns gone,
First name hack,
Rolling tryin to catch time,
See you on the back nine,
I am just a flatline,

Hook(repeat)

Lynx Verse
I'm laying with broken hopes and shattered visions,
Heart pacing fast past forgiveness,
War's upon us forgotten soldiers,
Armed with the ammunition of rigamortis,
But who am I to point fingers,
I'm just a starving artist seeing lives through the facts of life,
My sacrifice, trife like a dude screwing your wife,
Raw with your unbor

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
Mark Camble	Bringing it Down	7/16/2011