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lirik lagu tourchur – damascus steel

chorus:
(it’s just torture) happening inside of my mind / (feels like extortion) wish i could turn back the hands of time / (look what it cost you) my transgressions had a terrible price / the lord torched up my sins, i’m forgiven in christ /

verse 1:
sit still and chill, let’s take it back like my first track on reel*to*reel / the backpack stacked with raps just to build up steel / when i was out there tryna get that record deal for mills / i wish that i could have a face*to*face with the younger me / that would set him straight to walk away from the … / won’t let him drive when he think that he’s straight but he’s stumbling / shake him up out that state, wake up from slumbеring / he’s unprepared, i’d try to givе him some tools / he’s unaware, i’d get in his ear and give him some jewels / look, he think he thorough but he moving too soon / that’s not his girl, but she’s carrying his fruit in the womb / the young and dumb, they planning to entomb the lagoon / he’s coming up short on funds for the clinic of doom / and the solution to his problem is a thing that go boom / i’m tryna tell him, this ain’t something you’ll recover from soon / you see, now you gotta go and live with that / you think the hennessy and blunts gone help you deal with that, you bugging / now you gotta feel the guilt for that, and he don’t know it yet, but jesus blood was spilled for that / and that’s gone make him feel filled with remorse for the great debt that christ paid the day he bought him / and all the grim things that sin brings it cost him / it’s just an effect of sin that brings torture /

prelude:
so your past came back and caught you / but you ain’t know that was gone cost a fortune / flashbacks now harass and haunt you / it stings just to face the facts, now that’s torture /

verse 2:
if a genie granted me a wish, guess what i would ask him for / a grey delorean with a flux capacitor / and i’d take it back in time to when i had that maxima / and make better use of my days being a bachelor / better yet, set the date back to when i was blasphemous / and put the younger zae on to jesus of nazareth / wonder how different life would be if that had happened and i probably would of sensed a clearer calling to the pastorate / wonder if i’d still struggle with remaining passionate / up in the text, clinging to the word like asterisks / i would have spent my younger days in peace, prospering / instead i got a story of pain, grief, disastrous / a walking contradiction like a passive activist / like some sort of glitch of nature, feeling like a platypus / i was afflicted with addiction to this rapping stuff / so this scratched the itch, spilled more ink than an octopus / what a shame, since i’ve been saved i’ve been slacking up / safe to say, what i write today is just a fraction of / when i was out for fame in the game (anathema) / but jesus got me set in his ways, i’m never packing up / we moving forward so you know that we’re not backing up / my grungy scroll’s close like shoulder*holster’s with the ratchet tucked / i got the sword, i’m going for the geriatrics cut / i told the old me i’m gone torture the ash and dust /

- damascus steel

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