Wise (The Art of Tragedy)

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Lynx the Indigo Child is a musical artist known for their unique blend of genres, which include elements of hip-hop, soul, and alternative music. They are recognized for their introspective and thought-provoking lyrics, as well as their captivating and emotive vocal delivery. Lynx the Indigo Child has gained a dedicated following for their honest and raw musical style. more »

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Heed my words and learn from this
I won't give you respect unless you earned it
Kid better shake their hands with the firmest grip
Hands out your pocket when working
Quit walking around like you purposeless
Don't burn a bridge that's sturdy
Give earnest service to him, her, and them

You special but don't deserve shit
Real men these days, they hard to find
A mama's love is permanent
But no one else is on your side

Your girlfriend ain't your journal kid
Know when you have to start a fire
Or compromise or turn and sprint
Always have your keys in hand

Some ride-alongs ain't worth the trip
Don't trust a soul that has two eyes
A nose, two ears, and yapping lips
Hair of wool and skin of bronze

They look at us like savages
But you can be a warrior in a garden
That's a massive gift
What's money without management

Another nigga trapped again
Keep your mirror at hand as men
All that ego is damaging
You chilling with your gang and them

You lucky if you have one friend
By the time you reach my age
You'll develop a callousness
I wish someone had told me these things

In my adolescence shit
Please don't follow me
Just follow my words
I was still a child

During my child's birth
What makes up a man
I never quite learned
Before you can provide

Gotta be wise first
You gotta be wise first
You gotta be wise first
You gotta be wise first

You gotta be wise first
You gotta be wise first
You gotta be wise first
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Please don't follow me
Just follow my words
I was still a child
During my child's birth

What makes up a man
I never quite learned
Before you can provide
Before you can provide

Gotta be wise first
You gotta be wise first
You gotta be wise first
You gotta be wise first

I walked out the store and wondered
Why this man had stopped me for
Shocked at how he oddly warned me
Like he knew me fondly

But this man I never saw before
He's yapping on and I ignored
He' s snappy, told me I was lost
Talking out of pocket

I stopped him like what's the problem dog
He started pouring his heart out more
I'm thinking when this guy gon' need
A dollar to go cop some water

Talking like some prophet
Then he grabbed me with a lot of force
He wiped his eyes, he starts to cry
He lost his son, the mom's divorced

Then lost his son on Project corners
All because his father wasn't around
And when his mom's divorced his pops
He found a father with his mobster boys

He said he'll probably take his life Tomorrow morning
All that trauma was a bridge
He couldn't walk across

PTSD no less than a soldier
That had fought and lost
People, he was looking right
At his dead son, but it was me

We looked alike, he took the time
To give me that lecture
He wished he told his son before
The streets had came and took his life

Please don't follow me
Just follow my words
I was still a child
During my child's birth

What makes up a man
I never quite learned
Before you can provide
Gotta be wise first

Gotta be wise first
Gotta be wise first
Gotta be wise first
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Please don't follow me
Just follow my words
I was still a child
During my child's birth

What makes up a man
I never quite learned
Before you can provide
Gotta be wise first

Gotta be wise first
You gotta be wise first
You gotta be wise first
Yeah, yeah, yeah

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