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Uploaded by on Sep 3, 2011

Yet another Grieves remix from Together/Apart. Make sure you support Budo too!

Download this in my latest mixtape:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=za49wHdwFck

Lyrics:
This is what I think it looks like -- a creature in the night,
Lurks around faint light abstaining simpletons' sight.
Printed lead on the paper white, using the graphite,
Until the poet choose to recite the words through the mic.
And then it bleeds from the file, dripping in red,
Staining floors, piercing below to animate the dead.
They salivate, communicate within their state,
Initiate to open gates, eventually we're on their dinner plates.

Well I exaggerate, the ink could evaporate,
I shrink every time I blink, I sink from the clouds straight,
Down to the realms of some unknown place,
With a sign saying "Battlefield of Culprits and Saints".
Great -- but thankfully it wasn't written as such,
I had the chance to steal the letter, setting fire and combust.
It's everlasting, slowly resurrected from the dust,
When you understand it's everything inside of you, it's us.

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You're all I've ever known,
Sprung to my sleep, you always got me running home.
Out full of roses with my blood and brittle bones,
My soul and broken poems.
All I've known.

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A bunch of random phrases starts to appear embedded in walls,
The crowd in the premises proceeded kneeling and crawls.
Approaching to the podium, where the poet spoke,
Broke silence in the room, picked a pen and he wrote.
United strokes created pictures, cryptic in words,
Read throughout the world and the people gathered in herds.
Prone to the slurs, he ignited this predicament.
Alone finding exits 'til I stole his writing instrument.

Could've sworn I wasn't dreaming, never chased me,
But the pen started bleeding, spilling uncontrollably.
Wrapped around a paper and the magic began,
The ink organized words specifically for us to understand.
Juxtaposed letters, arranged in an order,
To fluctuate the flow, in cadence like marching soldiers.
Threw it in a fire, but rose from dust,
When you understand it's everything inside of you, it's us.

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  • pretty good

  • you got nice flow keep up the great work

  • nice. this has a sick flow

  • lyrical wise ;

  • dude i really need the instrumental, where can i find it?

  • AWESOME.

    You've been absent for a while though.

    Your loyal viewers have gone away -___-

    Kidding but foreal man. Keep at it.

  • Your Sick Bro Been A Fan For Ages Now :D

  • awesome sauce! :D

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