Lucid Chords

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Lu Kang

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Riding round 
Through common ground
The atmosphere surrounds 
The sound 
As I'm creeping past the town 
That took me down and out 

The lonely stoner 
With Christian Dior aroma
Selling packs up on the corner 
High of ego and sin 

Raised by the man in the mirror 
But from a different era 
Tried to focus on myself 
But the reflection ain't getting no clearer

Tried looking for the exit 
But the never ending fetish
Became a societal menace 
Loosing track of my mama's life lessons 

The household went out cold
Just a bed to rest my head 
And put away the shoes 
That where taking the wrong steps 

Went from breathing air in summer
To sniffing snow before the slumber 
Another statistic on the chart
To become a fallen number 

Innocence is overun
Dealers spreading like bugs 
Weed to blame for thugs
I say money the only gateway drug 

Used to praise the honest living 
Working class a goal invision
But you do what you gotta do 
When your just tryna make a livin

We all got our own troubles 
Trapped in bubbles
Fighting struggle
Worn out knuckles 
Torn up couples
Yelling f*ck You 
And I Love you 

Tryna catch a break
Escape the fate 
That's been firmly laid etting made
And getting paid 
Just to pay for your own grave

Riding through the city 
The lights are looking pretty
In the cold and in the windy 
Live in the moment earth is spinning 

We seek and we destroy
The void is always void
Time is moving slower
And the hell is turning over

The stones are always rolling 
The future due is moulding 
Walk into the room where it's dim
Capture a glimpse 

Who killed the jazzman 
Jazzman
His spirt on the floor 
Ima take his place playing only lucid chords

Verse two 
Will curse you
Summon the soul of music 
So emerge through
Staying out like convicts curfew

Smoother than a gta loading screen
You notice me 
Pockets full of water
That I wish to turn to wine G
Behind me
The shadow of the shady mic priest

Baggies and some twist tops 
To change the age hip hop
So Ima Aim  my best shot
And Make ya jump like cross cross

The clouds remaining thick 
I'm on a trip
With mother nature's gift 
Take a walk with my eyes 
Rreder than a dogs dick

We are lost souls in time
That's why we always analyse 
The constant lies
Fed from the suited money makers
Can't erase the daily basis
Sell your soul to chill with highly rated
Freedom takers
Dreamer chasers
Pieces of shit 

So uplift 
The cup bitch
Because the jazzman is dead 
And luey k is coming up next 
To do my thing and get my bread
The way to change the world 

The way we change the world 
Is that we gotta change ourselves
The power within 
To have faith and start working on myself 

Fear of what I'm missing 
But maybe I should fear and what I'm sipping 
I ain't phased that I ain't dripping 
A clearer head is what I'm hitting 

I ain't one for material 
Can't see that point in golden spoons for eating cereal
Still confused on how cause each other harm
I've been one to always stretch my arms 
Now a days that's triggers alarms 

Never trust 
The lust 
Never been no love 
In no quick f*ck 
Wear my mind up on my sleeve
Or on my hip tucked

Just walk in peace 
And learn to love what you got 
As I chill with lucid chords smoking crop

Riding through the city 
The lights are looking pretty
In the cold and in the windy 
Live in the moment earth is spinning 

We seek and we destroy
The void is always void
Time is moving slower
And the hell is turning over

The stones are always rolling 
The future due is moulding 
Walk into the room where it's dim
Capture a glimpse 

Who killed the jazzman 
Jazzman
His spirt on the floor 
Ima take his place playing only lucid chords

Riding through the city 
The lights are looking pretty
In the cold and in the windy 
Live in the moment earth is spinning 

We seek and we destroy
The void is always void
Time is moving slower
And the hell is turning over

The stones are always rolling 
The future due is moulding 
Walk into the room where it's dim
Capture a glimpse 

Who killed the jazzman 
Jazzman
His spirt on the floor 
Ima take his place playing only lucid chords

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