02 - It Ain't What It Seems

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Song Credits

• Beats and rhymes by: TZLF
• Congas, beatbox, vocal scratch, backup vox by: Camo

Song Lyrics

y’all just see what you project

what you expect – view select

who is that? your reflection

who is this? your work of fiction

fuck the system – never listens

paperchasing all that glistens

all that glitters, shines and shimmers

resides in mind – sight gets dimmer

take off blinders – need reminding

life’s on timers – can’t be rewinding

what you’re finding – what you’re seeking

who designed it? who is speaking?

sort the free from the so-called felon

forge the sword in storytelling

balance the blade, sway from the hilt

slice obey the will – bade the blood spilled

until you get it on guarantee

y’all stay a ways back – slackjaws staring at me

I ain’t feeling what you’re saying you’re seeing

I been praying for the phrase to be freeing

lightweights the fear got in checkmate

find ways to clear thought from dead weight

soulatona – blacktop corona

back off the roleplay – drop persona

for all y’all getting wisdom from wrong turns

we light em up yo – make the song burn

it’s a long way and the road is hotter

sorta like, how you say? a Bodhisattva

caught inside this cash addiction

fake fulfilling – fucked up fiction

it ain’t what it seems to say the least

that’s why my dream’s to slay the beast

hands on the wheel, eyes on the road ahead

keep the soul fed or the soul is dead

take a memo, put it to paper

maybe later – like a vapor

a mirage that you happen to pass through

you ain’t saying nothing and I ain’t asked you

zone defy the regular mind theme

make the rhyme seem like a crime scene

fold it down on the edge of the page

soul in sound on the edge of the stage

hold it now on the edge of enraged

blood red on the edge of the blade

just begun yet – run that to sunset

gas in the tank, yo – and we ain’t done yet

we cross paths – i’m clearing that

mix til you’re hearing that – with the lyrical mirrormatch

it’s a battle that we’re all locked in

put in work cause we’re all clocked in

so braindead ain’t who I believe in

Coltrane said lives do have meaning

you can take it as a matter of faith or fact

the bass is back – LaFontaine on track

nuf sunrays for a month of sundays

one way or another, let the drums play

for all y’all getting wisdom from wrong turns

we light em up yo – make the song burn

it’s a long way and the road is hotter

sorta like, how you say? a Bodhisattva

caught inside this cash addiction

fake fulfilling – fucked up fiction

it ain’t what it seems to say the least

that’s why my dream’s to slay the beast