Wino Willy - Blur lyrics

[part 1] Postal Yeah Ain't sh** change but the postal n***a Ain't sh** change but the postal n***a [Verse] I could wipe my mere existence straight from the earth matter of minutes, don't get it twisted Me, myself and I self sufficient, where's all my n***as? Not a single soul paid a visit but I ain't trippin' Exactly what I predicted You slip through the shadows and everybody forget you there Momma reminded me to remember who gets you here The people for whom you cared But maybe they ain't aware Of lessons I brought 'em, they'll understand when I disappear And I seen it all, I recognize the ulterior motives They only thinking 'bout you in a convenient moment I guess it comes with realizing that you was destined for greater I hide it within the lines of my lyrical potence But it's deeper than that, always been deeper than rap Always been more than music, it's somewhere beneath the cap There lies a familiar face Somewhere along the lines of life, it went slipping away I look for a different escape, and it ain't easy And I try so hard Tried findin' a belief…but I can't find God Grew with some Buddhists to prove it, I never tried Allah Just need somethin' to believe in Find whats inside my heart I been conflicted of late Walk through the Nazareth of venomous snakes What if that garden is your backyard? They comin' within And if that venom hit your black heart? Then never again Now do you focus or just back off, and let 'em win? That's an irrational avenue haven't you gathered that half the view of absolute madness A pattern of absence, and rather than the pa**ion it could be deflection, or maybe depression... Maybe I'm worthless, or maybe just hidden treasure Who's to tell who is aimin' to split my melon? Who's survivin' this ceremony embellished... By everybody when everybody expire And pain becomin' a taste everybody acquires Come and get higher Leave a legacy that is destined to open the eyes of You-you-you-you, open your eyes up n***as is liars Artificial become attire in the final hour, should've never gave y'all n***as power, cause yeah I found the words kept the mission descriptive, my quick Intuition to fit the depiction of "Widen-eyed," tried to find my mind on I-95 Trying to drive to become alive Burnin' this Memorex Developing memories CVS said they can't accept Currency can't collect I wonder if this apart of progression... I'm guessing this all apart of the message my guardian sent from Heaven Missing my n***as that helped me to keep me leveled Love to my n***as who taught me power through pencil Praying that Bugs "Geppetto" from up above, and misdirectin' my enemies trying to see me dug 6 feet Repetitive nightmares Continuous images of a white figure right there And my blood is pumping, rushing through bones every night here And if they take my soul within my slumber my eyes stare From fire to ice clear The vision becoming vivid And it's only night here: The evening is just beginning It feels kind of nice here... Or maybe it's just a gimmick The anger is amber cause they discuss me like I've been missing I'm here Been on my lonesome, nobody wanna approach him... Move out the state and they claiming that I ain't spoken, been hearing that I've been absent, that I ain't really been vocal... Don't get it twisted, these words been scripted to hold you 'til 2020 And n***as been movin' funny I notice they ain't gon own it They willing to clone 'em, mold it and hold it 'til they get buzzin' Predictable rituals, they ain't really subject to judgement Perfectin' my vision, light at the end tunnel is all I need Light at the end of the tunnel is all I need n***a ain't sh** change but the postal [end of part 1] [start of part 2] Say exactly what a n***a gotta do to be heard for the truth he sees... When a n***a outta sight, and it's all in the proof he ain't bout to out-duel these demons When this life sh** ain't so cute and appealing Unveil the weapon of destruction: the percussion of the heart, it's beating, even whens there's nothin' for discussion I would wonder why I couldn't run away from the corruption, Evils from the "other side" would overpower, they had Numbers I was thinking, if I started blinking, would I just recover? I was thinking, if i started THINKING, could I create something? I was sinking when I started THINKING, blood had started rushing Then I did it, I was making sh** that everybody wasn't The heart creates what mind can see The mind receives what eye can read And I perceive a life for me that's farther than the eye can see If only pigs could hear me screamin' out that "I can't breathe" [outro]