Feenom Circle

Feenom Circle - Misunderstanding lyrics

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[Raw J]

I feel so misunderstood

so I write these rhymes tryin to relate

but it sho aint easy



[Oatmeal]

now as this poetry flows in me

I try to keep my edge

and at the same time

I'm findin time to keep my paintbrush wet

if you know me then you follow

if not, its hard to swallow

the pursuit for keepin in live

versus those who chase the bread

many rhymes misunderstood

and I stand by every line

and I kept it on the under

dont go snatchin my wine

the poured soul in solitude

days spent forever bent

with heavensent words, unheard

what's the chances?

too many dances with the devil

will level your whole plan

my vocal illustration in an aerosol can

a mic in hand, and funny how them sands

will slip away, regret-a waste of time

spent yesterday, best to play your cards right

a hard nights work when bills are due

and dues will get paid just the same

in due time, we refrain

from cuttin them shorts

16 pieces breakin down entire royal courts

its for the takin



[Hook]

when the music changes mode, I change mood

I press play, let my visions delay

the sound soothes me, and it moves me

and when I visualize the scene, I day dream

and break away from another day

the sight soothes me, and it moves me



[Raw J]

print blue

rhythmic architecture

dusty vinyl in the basement needle director

just find the groove

hailing longer bombs

we live on a fault so turn tables need stronger arms it's like

only scratch come on 12 double 0's

so this prose

hits the paper, mic, then uppercuts my folks

you see we drop this at 33 and one three

the force of gravity in constant odds

underground when its supposed to be

food for the gods, small timer at large

in effect before the cause

chasing applause

while I'm hunted by laws

therefore contents are pressurized

top to bottom on your mind frame, visualize



[Oatmeal]

and I was blessed with a steady hand

cursed with obsession

in search of the timeless in this broken art

left with a broken heart, no rest for the weary

some remain numb while these others nearly

lost their minds

but the picture that I painted meant to constrain

just a mental sketch on a surface or a musical plane

cant complain where and how this road twists or turns missed out

on a message, a chain of thoughts in chains



[Raw J]

sending shots to my peoples behind prison doors

oppressive gates got our thirst unquenched

soul pours out of poisonous containers

drums and words the only remainders

starving youths the reminders

that some of us need to be the truth finders

born dead, had to learn to live

only take what I could give

livin harder than most

and shakin off the lessons of the comatose
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Language: English

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