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The Measure (feat. Jonathan Korsyzk) Lyrics

Album Name : The Art of Broken Glass
Release Date : 2009-04-16
Song Duration : 3:09

Mr. J. Medeiros The Measure (feat. Jonathan Korsyzk)


The Measure
When all I feel is pain
And all I’ve ever known has changed
All in time
I know I know I know
That this is mine to own
When all I feel is shame
And all I’ve ever hoped to gain
Falls in line
I know I Know I know
That this is my time to grow
Dead or alive these presidents will never represent me
Whether a rented Bentley
Leather seats can’t measure me as man correctly
If ever treasure tempt me I handle the pressure sent me
Heightened thrill the pleasure met thee
Iron will Heaven lent me
I am still your brethren said he
Will you defend me said she
Who rules the bread we empty
Enemies turn friends to envy
The worst of ends defend means
Who curse the land and further
Reversing man to when
He first had used his hands to murder
Unearthing plans to merger ego and moral rogue
Some words advance the cursor
Just below the moral code
I search for answers worthy trust me on this normal road
Lust leads like a cancer
Turning us from what we've always known
Be the dust in a box a floral home
Reading the crux on your rock
"I’m all alone",
skip the formal tone
Our sin is not our calling
Though our skins forever falling
Know within there lives a dawning
When all I feel is pain
And all I’ve ever known has changed
All in time
I know I know I know
That this is mine to own
When all I feel is shame
And all I’ve ever hoped to gain
Falls in line
I know I Know I know
That this is my time to grow
But now we caught between these alleys and gates
Sally’s who salivate us
Walking through these valley’s with weight
Rallied to validate us
These calibers calculate us clocking our every move
Leaving calendars palpitated the shot and the exit wound
The cop and the arrested goon
The plot stopping the mop swapped for Glock poppin
The pot cropping
Invested tunes in rested tombs left dead to whom
To nobody but the breast and womb
Dressed for noon the high rise sun show
The gun show the 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 go
The mind blower the line lower to sign over
Nickel and dime roller for fist pack so kiss that
The sadomasochistic wish rap
I sit back and ask
Why they given it back in ash
What they living sacked and passed
For the kids crack in glass
Got them diggin in the trash in an act for the cash
When all I feel is pain
And all I’ve ever known has changed
All in time
I know I know I know
That this is mine to own
When all I feel is shame
And all I’ve ever hoped to gain
Falls in line
I know I Know I know
That this is my time to grow



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