As It Were Lyrics

Verse1:

Yo
I'm sticking to the Sanskrit
there's a method to the madness
letting the heavens lean heavy on my back fist
keeping the world in my palm
in the midst of her misty eyes when she think I'm gone
I tell her I'll be gone to the fifth don't miss me I'm not a woman
I came through the tunnel
I be the funnel to pour the oil to keep the engine on
kissed her on her lips we said out slips
jumped in a car that was running
Johannesburg bumping
I read all roads lead to Egypt
this is why I'm leaving
hope when I return I have bread to feed my fetus
thoughts weighing heavy on the evening
the sky is falling and the clouds are bleeding
it's one of those Fall rainy days and I didn't save at all
old adage not heeded I'm gone.

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As It Were

Verse2:
They like excuse me Dr. Faust
we be sorta lost
we heard you had directions
please could you impart
I tell them keep your soul
that glitter isn't gold
I studied in my loft
discovered the elixir
devil appeared in picture
told me about his boss his name was Mephisto
feel this
he cursed me the trappings and the riches of a trillion
but I never felt as low as britches
falling down like London bridges
unable to get over unable to re-cross
point of no return
the churn of a cold soul but where I will go will enable my defrost

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As It Were

Verse3:
It's either you default or defer
exalt from where you were
from corner posting clutching malts banging up the turf
poverty's on default
it's like cleaning open wounds with salt first
it never helps it never will
some been long numb so they never felt
until their cousin fell
they from the same outskirts
it's always the same scene with the same outburst
mother screams
collapsing over coffin
delirious that she lost him
but serious
you lost him when you didn't address that flag hanging from his pocket
this is why they don't raise hell bout Sean Bell
and this is why they don't give a shit bout Jena Six
this is that run go tell bout Nemesis
and leave it as it is
As It Were
being as it is
be as ease
be a spur
be blessed to be a sneeze
I go in peace as I return to the dust
from which I rose I must when molecules combust
when each ash floats quietly in a gust
I be the tingles up ya back and the whispers in ya ear telling you to trust

Hook:
As it Were