DJ Chidow - Verstehen lyrics

[Verse 1: kid c.] Lately, I'm thinking of leaving my home But I've got like twenty, I'm trapped in a dome There's one in the internet that I begin resenting It's consuming me, taking me whole Then there's the one that I want but I never received It's to live in America, that is my dream Never kidding, it's draining my soul, can't you see? Keep on wishing that I'll make it out of my streets f** this year, okay? I just need a minute, recollect my time and place Heaven isn't close enough so I'll be here to stay I've been staying up so long, it's fried my f**ing brain So I take a break, pause Everybody dealt their cards, this ain't Blackjack Aiming for that 21 and after, guess I'm out, fact Maybe true, maybe wrong, contemplating on this song I just need a minute, I just need a feeling I can hold [Bridge 1: Nick] I could find myself conforming to the ending I know it's not the exit but the rest seems so irrelevant Past the odium with the magic slumber pendant I lie within my penchant for a cluttering of census Once is enough for an amendment to upend it Shutterbugs will subdivide to pluggers and the nexus Feckless theft as prefaced with the overarching tempest The rhetoric that bites the menace, grabs his cash and bolts [Verse 2: Nick] I could blow the world up, fly away and fish for stardom On the S.S. anti-pity zipping parallel to Harlem Chicago cradles brainstorms, the next day sunny parchment In a whitewashed conundrum: am I catchy or the carnage? The city takes me in, the acid pulls my soul out A pretty train to nowhere in a tacit cull of pronouns A blackout in my d**h house, the mascot of my hometown Where faceless Hamlets rally off their jackpots tied to know-hows Supposedly, yet those that wish for titles far from Being There Dissociate from f**ing 'hind the covers from their forebears The real heir's a crackpot streaking paper through a big house His blood-line as the arbitrary threshold for a payout His city smokes cigars, leaning counterfeit on brick walls Vultures turn-ta Bogarts draped in bounty stripped from lip gloss Ulcers herd a postcard glazed with flowery glitz on thin wads While pushing envelopes through open hearts to mold the gridlock It's kinda funny when sublime becomes the label For sake of worldly visuals, head below the naval blood Step aside, headless in disguise above your pedigree Chi-Raq is a city independent of your energy (It better be) cuz then we'd rest in pieces of your township Fragments pepped up heart strings binding galleons to fountains Of youth shooting H at God's distinct diplopic councils Whose hand-me-down contemporaries juck their firepower: Forget-me-not (once again) parceled into politics The Monolith of countervailing contour-couched reconnaissance I run with none to hide, zero-day collage asymmetry Which means the mind is philistine regardless of your imagery Crucified on Michigan Ave., I can't lose I'm a missionary tipped off like a cash cow to the tabloids My armor shines with amber off an actualized de factoid- Honed by fire hydrant tyrants, hopscotch kings, and tinny alloys [Bridge 2: Nick] I could find myself conforming to a trend While I know it's not the lesson, the rest breathes so indelibly Past the podium with the casket open ended I lie within distention clutching pension every sentence Once marks a gruff elocution, not the answer Thunderstruck attire clubs the junction and the caster Feckless theft as prefaced with the oligarchy's temptress The rhetoric that bites the gremlin, feeds him cash and grows But if I mention troth will I expose the lonesome debit? A templet reaches holy when the temple cloaks the respite But if the petals speckle in the open, won't they spend it? With a tether laced to nether ledgers pulling out his ticker's stent- A motion for the treasure trove to weather truncheoned spectors- Beating d**h? My pleasure senses never rest, I'll splay my message In a coded Dub-Indemnity: love over a legacy Spread the wings and sketch a better bench-marked "In Memory."