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lirik lagu cerberus – son anthony

[spoken word]
straight out the f-cking dungeons of rap
where the select few make it back
i don’t know how to start this one

[verse 1]
your premonition that something shoddys about to start
is just about as set as the sun setting to start the dark
i disembark the boat i built that sailed across open sea
to cope with what’s inside then grab a mic and spit it openly
opponents show their openings as mine are non existent
amateurs. i hammered the final nail in the coffin
till i punched the f-cking lid off like the bride to show i’m off one
i’m the quiet one. riotous and pious. lying wide awake in my skull alone status as minus 1
confined within the climate of rain clouds and disarray
to sit stay in here evokes the folks to want to disengage
aristocrat. listen for the images i list through rap
tip for tap encounters with sure doubters make pistols clap
but i’m the one with missiles who missuses them all
to prevent the setting off give me a round of applause
distraught with a mix between voracious and vicious
on top of that demeanor i am gracious and malicious
rhymebooks a grimoire. it’s how the dead get lift
my friends and i burn something down and dance around it till it’s zilch
the f-ck is up with sadness as the only force that drives me?
if it wasn’t for the high beams i’d be driving daily blindly
yo to it break down. the high beams are the dreams that i chase
and if i didn’t have a goal to make i’m wasting a stay
so control yourself. barrel rolling out the way of more distress
complexes me change but every change is slow as tortoise steps
i can’t afford the chains i bare. they ware my wrists and core to less
then what they ordinarily carry on through diurnal reps
talk is cheap. flashing back to times where i have lost my sheep
so now when i go walk the streets you bet i do it cautiously
i’m nauseous when a faucet leaks. the thought of drops that fall on me
deplete the sanity that i had once declared as paucity

[verse 2]
when it appears that people learn this little secret that i have
that i rap. at first i don’t think they believe it
but it’s cool. i know it doesn’t seem it on the surface
they perceive me with 3 heads. so f-ck it, i am cerberus
the poet who’s presenting hides his h-rns under his hat
cannot identify the source from which they spring out of his scalp
and he went to several specialists to have them taken out
but when they try it goes awry so there they’ll stay until he’s down for the count
i’m spearheading the romanticism rebirth
society is idle and could use a little reverb
they see me tend my sheep herds to supply them for their sleep
sweep across the field they built inside their heads into their dreams
my attention span equates below the sum of an iota
saunter home then catch my solace found in fire pit aromas
old as time is how i feel when i reveal any preference
what i’m destined to becomes’ enough make your f-cking head spin
growling loud now to show the planet off my prowess
i was up late in my tower counting down the days i’ve outlasted
everyone and everything thats been besieged
by the all encomp-ssing wrath of that which i don’t speak
see i hold onto my grudges cos it guides me in avoidance
of the people who deploy a rage in me also annoyance
i enjoy when i’m alone cos that is where i gain some growth
but i also want connection but i’ve learned i can’t have both
i came close once but lost it, so i’ve taken an oath
to not commit to anything till i can stand on my own
at the end of the day, i must accept what i am
a three headed guard dog who spills his guts with a pen

- son anthony

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