Carvens Lissaint - Tell Them lyrics

For the days that I wanted to die I beg of you Before I'm six feet beneath the soil Before the maggots hug my flesh to a shivering carca** Speak of me as I am Nothing false nor set down ought in malice I pray that you would tell them, that I died a proud man That I was one who never spoke unless it improved upon silence Tell them I never moved unless it improved upon stillness This here was no walk in the park That life felt like a cigarette break, during a one night stand There were mornings where I wanted to staple my eyelids shut because the sunrise was a horror film that I never wanted to wake up in Tell them I wasn't perfect Speak of fear Speak of discouragement Speak of the days where I shouted as loud as dynamite hissing through a funeral How I danced through the gauntlets during the day, how I still made it home in time to kiss my mother goodnight Speak of gladiators Speak of honor Speak of the nights that my eyesockets swamped my nights into a river Tell them that I was honest and felt everything, Tell them that I didn't hide, That an army of hooded men with sickles, introduced themselves to my front door And my fist was a pistol Tell them that I was a righteous man, that I was a righteous man That I was my brothers keeper That I held my friends tight, like the first drop on a rollercoaster Speak of loyalty! Speak of the wars that us kings fought against the blood-leeching demons Goblin-like creatures with mouths as wide as the gates of hell! High-jacking my serenity until it set ablaze like a church in the south! Speak of horror! Speak of these equator arms that wrapped around the woman that I found paradise in Tell them that I was one who loved not wisely, but far too well That- that I was never afraid to wear my heart on my outfit And I adore the things my wife will one day hate about herself, tell them Tell them I picked up my son every single day and I told him that he was a miracle That my daughter had the spine of a daffodil and gleaming pearls in her iris's Tell them I kept it real! Tell them that I kept it funky! Tell them that I kept it 100! That I kept it “G'd up from my feet up”! That I was, “Real rap raw, in the flesh!” That I “RARRR RARRR LIKE A DUNGEON DRAGON!” That they tried to lock me, they tried to lock me in a cage! And I regurgitated bars, behind bars, behind bars! Like- like “Rhyming is the fight in me! Devil tried to lie to me! Dancing in my brain, clip, boom! That's lobotomy! Poetry is powerful! My homies on the side of me Saving lives (slowing down), being kings Loving all the God in me! Tell Them” Tell them I found the Lord in this microphone and that I loved him I loved him fiercely That every single time I open my voice box, I reveal the truth Like what is math? What is math? What is logic? There is only God Tell them that I was monument Tell them that I am scripture, I beg of you before I'm six feet beneath the soil Before the maggots hug my flesh into a shivering carca** Tell them that Carvens Lissaint was human