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[Verse 1: Synaptik]
Dancing with the shadows in your sister's wedding
I pray the war leaves a chance for love to kill them
Die a hero , or live to be a villain ?
This the New motto , got from television
You religious , why the fuck you need facts for ?
You make a lot of claims , i think you should rap more
They love my Sand lore , but my skin light
So if my face dont , maybe my rap might
,Blessed to have the tools to leave
But when i did it hurt , so much i couldn't believe
Spent half of my life trynna leave mid east
But will it take another half for it to leave me be ?
3 months in NY , working , smoking trees
And i don't know why i still don't find no peace
I think i'm still hooked , to the peninsula blues
Thanks for the tools , and putting me in these shoes
[Chorus]
When small men cast big shadows, that’s when the sun sets
Yeah that’s when there’s unrest
When small men cast big shadows, that’s when the sen sets
And baby yeah I need some rest
Dancing with the shadows, I ain’t hiding from the light
I ain’t fighting these battles just waiting for the night
Aiming for the moon
Come get high, take you for a ride, let me take you on this flight
[Verse 2: Chyno]
Dancing with the shadows at my Teta’s funeral
What I haven’t seen I make believe it’s beautiful
When you runaway, you can’t look back, enjoy the view
You look behind, you see a mirror, but don’t know it’s you
PTSD got me outta pocket like PSP
Insecure, I’m ending letters P.S. please, don’t BS me
Brain wash us, Soap Kills, at least we smell Yasmine
C’est la vie, we take anything free, so they sell us dreams
Self made, self aware but also self indulging
Save your judgement, I’m first to say I need adjustments
Frequent fly when I’m freaking out, how’d I figure out
To fix a problem, being distant is the quickest route?
I know it isn’t, but, I’m in Paris sipping up
Pastis, spinning up hasheesh other arabs giving us
Even if I can't find peace in the Middle East or me
There’s always a piece of the Middle East in me
[Chorus]
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