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lirik lagu obediahs monologue ii. – obediah shah

[verse]
the big homie said/
“penetrate the flesh with the burner like it’s brisket”/
“won’t overturn subpoenas for some sh*t my b*tch did”/
“if i say i ain’t k!ll him, be my witness”
“don’t read those scriptures”/
“stick to what’s scripted”/
“you got to get a grip like stick shift”/
“don’t be a stickler for the rules, since moral code has shifted”/
“the streets are still in your best interest”/
“we’re both born misfits, so stick with it”/
“you’re quick witted”/
“so grip the clip”/
“it’s me or him”/
“you bleed for me”/
“you bleed for me”/
“you bleed for me”/
“you bleed for **”/

i see why he died/
for him its “mine! mine! mine!” like pelicans/
think in the negative now, try as i might, i’m desolate/
and now i’m spared of him/
with part of my mind/
am i just in/
denial or next of kin/
in trial by fire by culture dens?/
roped with hound dogs/
to them i’m groundhog/
i’m cornered now, but i won’t bow down/
so/
i’m publicly not a public artist/
in other words, i publicly had published perfected prophets/
i promised my projects pocketed, profits went back to vision/
but personally couldn’t speak on my drama or friends or comments/
or mamma, or distant relatives/
how much i make or made, or where i live at/

what you expect, huh?/

cause i’m scared to plummet my whole potential/
scared of this midas tongue/
my midas touch could cause me trouble/
prompting “what i have done?”/
the times has changed, but not for all of us/
the social silencer/
am i to keep it clean for leeches eating off the one thing only i’ve confronted?/

i fear i’ll be bugging/
i fear the leeches close/
i fear the centipedes give their two cents/
i fear their pre*equipped/
and won’t even flinch, if i try to hush em/
i fear depression might win this one/
fear the shadow of death/
fear fearing evil fulfilling fulfillment/
filled up the peak of my darkness/
so claustrophobic, so catastrophic/
i fear the social status virus, skyrocketed/
and made them narcissistic, with fear of forgiveness/
i fear the bloodshed made was pointless/
i fear the nosebleeds i’ve had was poison, from overthinking/
i fear my scr*ped up knuckles from shadow boxing is leaving me tasteless/
i feel like slits in my wrists will leave me too weightless/
medically patient/
but patience is wearing thin/
wearing and tearing, it’s scary but say you love me when/

my eyes are bloodshot/
my bones are noodles/
my skin is plastic/
my voice forgotten/
my hair is shedding/
my lips are damaged/
my heart is draining/
my brain is cancerous/
i fear my bloodline is “underrated”/
i fear my bloodline is “too forsaken”/
i’ve tasted blood from time to time and growing up like every time i tasted age and damaged vines in my family tree/
i fear the blood inside me can boil so hard it’s forging me/
the belly of the beast/
i fear i don’t deserve the blood that pumps through me/

so/
is it worth it? maintaining a fandom?/
handing them the hand of god in the form of a anthem?/
could they handle your candor, mixed with the cadence yet refrain from the mania?/
the spectrum ranged from appraise to estrangement/
it’s strange to think, that worth is pending and based on engagement/
i remain adjacent to “man hunts”, even saviors are averse/
the agents of chaos codependence/
so f*ck what they saying/

[chorus]
so i don’t give a f*ck, like im celibate/
i’m meta like methodist/
“out petty the pettiest”/
pebal skip, elegance/
tell the teller my devils grip’s devilish/
like deviled eggs served at the fellowship/

your songs salmonella sick/
unbearable whilst developing/
i’m well in my element/
i learned about relative reality while rallying telenovela clips/

- obediah shah

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