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The abyss of hate

Album cover art for "The abyss of hate" by T H R O N E (Duo)

T H R O N E (Duo) - Rap, Neo Soul

The abyss of hate

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September 6, 2024.

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Hayatheus] My pedagogy washed up, I was preaching Perspective from an eternal mosh pit, I can't see shit With all these ambitious goals and flashing lights I feel the most depressed whenever I hit it right It feels the worst when you know you're doing Well, yet you still feeling shitty as hell I'm too lazy but I also don't know how to rest I'm always doing too much and too little next No balance, no middle, it's all or nothing less than Thinking I brought something different into it Now I'm being shamed It's the same shit I was hating on back when I said I use my power and wealth wisely But once you go up in your еyes, see Wider, you becomе the liar The pressure piling up, too many friends in DMs Too many cooks in the kitchen, so much Process grown inefficient I wanted to split the seed and leave my tribe But I'm undesired in this time bomb Till I'm found out, a scapegoat, kicked Moved, far and gone Don't choose Louis, Farah, Carnival Following the marble diamond But that's just bitter parmesan Spread on a fancy half cracker Other side colonized, bleached in a rich diaspora Internalize the cliché to rinse yourself of truths It's only cause of speaking that I lose I can keep my mouth shut Light in my blood and get my green powder But that just wasn't my style, huh? When it's dangerous to say it, sing it But all this time I've been rapping and praying That they don't hear it Therapeutic self-sabotage I know I'll be paring to the abyss of hate soon They was always destined to hate you, need Something to unite on It might not be until another night, son They was always needing something to unite on [Verse 2: LANO] I was looking for soul in the static I've been cooking underground for a whole classic I had a pawn shop in Savant Sander, my vision lacking Ponder had me sunken deeper in plastic, I fish for honor I wish for when the cell lofted Eyes swaying to a high place and rocks softened Assimilated farm feel, hmm Cos-native hops traded for real Muttering sweet suffer in the fucking mirror Rocked it without a rudder I could steer with Thought I was humble, but I was scared Great matter Reflected fear My statue reflected nature of my descent slipping I'm from a place indigenous, met with a schmear It's different when they swinging, they hang in the city My ancestors slain in primitive fashion for really Painted by crook and assassin I like to split for the damage I learned to cook In the earth rapping I am savage

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Credits

Writers
  • Joe Munday
  • LANO (Hidden Renaissance)
  • YVHIKV
  • Sam Kumar Tandon
  • Hayatheus