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• Artiste: Willy Mason
• Titre: Youth On A Spit
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Found a solution to Southern pollution Across the brain, a regular pain Carries madness, a clutch into habits It's murder, you know it, but you dare not show it Final analysis: it's a case of paralysis It's a cultural rock, a new state of shock Broke off the reference, a map of repentance The hope is to learn, a cultural turn You can't kill me, I'm already dead Already dead, already dead God's witness, I heard what you said I heard what you said, shot in the head I feel no pain, I've already bled Already bled, already bled You can't kill me, I'm alrеady dead (Dead) Bastards a-plenty, thе forest is empty They cut out the heart and feed on the red We tried tax evasion, pacts turned with Haitians Bodies are swollen, death isn't talking Their handles are broken, the doors won't open Why can't we escape? Invisible cage Gets tighter with age, the minimum wage Distractions abundant, our captor is tone-deaf Youth on a spit, griddled and roasted Reach out for a blessing, always second guessing Is it truth or a lie? Our lack of design Which way that you turn, a new icon to burn You can't kill me, I'm already dead (Already dead) Already dead (Already dead), already dead God's witness, I heard what you said (Heard what you said) I heard what you said (Heard what you said), shot in the head I feel no pain, I've already bled (Already bled) Already bled (Already bled), already bled You can't kill me, I'm already dead