Lyrics

[Verse 1] Close your eyes as I describe the picture Visualize the scene in your mind's eye as scribe this scripture Come with me, absorb the words It's a metaphorical decapitation and the sword's the words Leave behind your politics, opinions and commentary, just listen It doesn't require any religion Let go of your beliefs until you spiritually bare So your preconceptions won't render you hearing impaired Now that you're prepared, I got a story to share It's from a unique perspective, the story is rare I've seen the light, I witnessed the glorious glare Of the truth and it was almost too much for me to bare One day I asked myself, "Is this the way I was meant to be?" I had an epiphany, I was living in misery An evil man, bold, blind, destructive and crazy Tried to fight the truculent thoughts but my mind betrayed me Is this the way God designed and made me? Or is that just an excuse? In all truth, some say God's a maybe So many questions, don't know who to seek for answers Should I speak to a preacher or a necromancer? I was standing on the brink of insanity And went on an introspective journey through my soul Tryna find my humanity I wasn't half the man I planned to be I wanted to know who taught me misanthropy, was is it life or my family? I wanted to know why couldn't my parents unite? They should've raised me together, taught me to be fair and do right I wanted to know why my soul was lost and roaming Why I was floating in darkness and I saw awful omens When I was young, a figure stood at the foot of my bed It vanished when I shook my head Was it a dream or a sign of all things to come? I'll find out on the day that God kingdom come but right now [Chorus] These are the thug psalms, it was my destiny To carry the curses, it was written so let it be The nefarious verses, this is my legacy Consider it food for thought, this is my recipe, now These are the thug psalms, hellish and heavenly I could see the light ahead of me, maybe I'll rest in peace The nefarious verses, this is my legacy Consider it food for thought, this is my recipe, now [Verse 2] I was forced to contemplate, it was involuntary I couldn't stop thinking, I was locked in solitary Surrounded by white walls, sensory depravated It was like light paused, I was mentally devastated A castaway, stranded in my own brain Stashed away, couldn't remember my own name It lasted for days, in a zone, causing my own pain Up until that point in my life, I hadn't known pain My own identity, I started to recollect Recalling my memories, I started to retrospect A scene played in my mind, I started to reminisce Reviewed the instance when I discarded my innocence Delusional image, was it a vision or fantasy? Was I losing my mind? Losing my sanity? I called out to my saviour, "Forgive me for all the lies" Asked and got no reply, how passionate was my cry? In a flash before my eyes, I saw my creator It was me, I'm responsible for my own behavior My thoughts cleared, by walking through the flames I was purified The fire I've endured in life has brought me here, renaissance Although my soul was banged and bruised Through the experience I've gained the truth And in response, I'm hoping I can change some views My generation needs a voice, a thug Langston Hughes Who can explain some views and our pain I've written this in plain English like Sam Clemens so call me Dark Twain I've written this thesis for all the young in the ghetto Thug psalms intended to be sung in the ghetto Let these words be preached in all the slums and the ghetto Descriptions, teachings, Jesus hung in the ghetto I come from the ghetto so I speak for the ghetto These words are the tears, my soul weeps for the ghetto, now [Chorus] These are the thug psalms, it was my destiny To carry the curses, it was written so let it be The nefarious verses, this is my legacy Consider it food for thought, this is my recipe, now These are the thug psalms, hellish and heavenly I could see the light ahead of me, maybe I'll rest in peace The nefarious verses, this is my legacy Consider it food for thought, this is my recipe, now