Saints & Scholars
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From the fog formed sages
From the mist formed a shadow with a long list of faces
Lost somewhere chasing traces, mmm
They say this rubble was once sainted mmm
From the pain formed painters
From the ink formed a gallows, we can hang those who stained us
We were scholars once they praised us mmm
We followed stars, constellation mmm
Life's a tightrope I'm tryna find balance
With all this smoke in the sky all is I find is asthmatics
Coughing up a lung, because they caught up in a panic
If you make it out hood, these man just look I did magic
Like how'd you manage that, how'd you clamber out your habitat
How'd you make a mansion outta council gaff
How'd you make some wealth living off welfare
Until you're taxed your final cent you haven't felt fear
Living off borrowed time, I know that death's near
I know the sand drips regardless if you spend your spare pennies
but it seems to tick faster cause the rents here
Always saying "Man just wait till you see my next year"
I'm 22, by 23 I'm pushing 24
You push your luck until your children have to push your corpse
I lost my uncle to the drugs, since I've been puffing more
I guess we pass on all our blessings to our sons and daughters
From the fog formed sages
From the mist formed a shadow with a long list of faces
Lost somewhere chasing traces, mmm
They say this rubble was once sainted mmm
From the pain formed painters
From the ink formed a gallows, we can hang those who stained us
We were scholars once they praised us mmm
We followed stars, constellation mmm
I swear this suffering is biblical
They spent my tithe on the rich, and left my wallet looking like my spiritual
I guess I'm cynical
I guess I'm ungrateful after all I've a healthy physical
I know there's bombings in Gaza like they're disposable
But they say we can't free Palestine cause we've to focus up
So that seems like a cop out just to cope with us
The same way they blame immigrants for having no homes us
To shift the blame, to give your anger new direction
Cause if we busy fighting we won't fight for insurrection
It's landlords who treat shelter like a commodity
Supply and demand, syphon profit from your property
Peep game and lock in, they profit from your lack of options
Miseducated so they elevate beyond your concepts
I've never seen a posh man marching in a protest
You're their foot soldier, if you get smoked they wouldn't notice
From the fog formed sages
From the mist formed a shadow with a long list of faces
Lost somewhere chasing traces, mmm
They say this rubble was once sainted mmm
From the pain formed painters
From the ink formed a gallows, we can hang those who stained us
We were scholars once they praised us mmm
We followed stars, constellations mmm