Curse ov Dialect - Twisted Strangers lyrics

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Curse ov Dialect - Twisted Strangers lyrics

[Verse 1: Raceless] In the red light back in 1985 I winked at the sly ruby in the eye U try to deny the dialect rise so I emerge from a Maltese pie And I'm a travelogue demigod that racists can't catalogue Eurocentric's babble on in there own Babylon Holding Beijing tea on my right knee Defying hierarchy is my source of glee Living next door to the halal and the kosher store Pulling out my claw so u hate no more I walk down the streets with groceries and sweets an*lysing judges and bigots on the beach Down with the sounds sampling the cows Hoping that they moo I know no bounds So look inside my palm and you'll see my past And you'll never have to ask what's behind my mask I'm irrelevant to development I'm just a key Twisted stranger re arranger cry for me [Verse 2: Hemlock Ernst] Hang high heavy headed ready handed adversary Kangrai bite from a Shanghai flight Lip flip trip adipose my avid rose now savage prose Tissue of a hybrid mind, Philipino bloodline Drip from the north to the south shore eat sleep dream on a red eye Thinking it was bedtime, now it's bedbug plaqued tongue Van broken down on a desert high Unsung psalm, palm turn to back work shirt wet musty like an old dead dog Red dead fog, move over landscape, hand over mandrake root Bumpin chest plate, boy don't shoot Child raised idle in a world grown tidal, sine wave violent whirlpool Green eyed girl, Mother Nature's autograph on her calf Finds solitude, in a birthmark spark, sun shower ark in the dark We inhale from a dust we entail Must we learn from the gust of the sail Or the trust we impale d**h is just dishonest under veil Paris is burning as various obstacles turning my culture to hodge podge abolishing my sense of self in the hopscotch and rah rah, they say that it's blah blah, we know it as truth [Verse 3: Atarangi] Reinforce syrum of a vision delicate dreams persevear it's a given over coming hard then we ---soft like a flock flying high from the mind of a prison What about for the beat when it flows spitting dialog lost but I just don't know how anymore Thoughts of a wild ride settling truth for a howling inquisitive carnivorous shattering shackles apon doorstops limited Forced to believe dwelling in gateways becoming a hinderance Diversify innocence triumphantly despite a growing skeptisism between compulsion and purpose we conjure majestic solidarity keep rising striving to be free Champions vanquish this choke hold my lover

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