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I stand firm for our soil (a source)
Lick a rock on foil (nigga I'll come forth)
Say reduce me, seduce me, (They juice me, seduce me)
Dress me up in Stussy.
Hell is round the corner where I shelter.
Ism's and schisms, we're living helter skelter (been livin' on a study)
If you believe and (or) deceive common sense says shouldn't receive
Let me take you down the corridors of my life.
And when you walk, do you walk to your preference?
No need to answer till I take further evidence.
I seem to need a reference to get residence.
A reference to your preference to say,
I'm a good neighbor, I trudge, (shrug)
So judge me for labor,
Live version of the song. The bond on me ensures (lobotomy) my good behavior
The constant struggle (strum) ensures my insanity.
Passing the ignorance ensures the struggle for my family
We're hungry beware of our appetite.
Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight.
The kill which I share with my passengers.
We take our fill, take our fill, take our fill.
I stand firm for our soil (a source)
Lick a rock on foil (nigga I'll come forth)
Say reduce me, seduce me, (They juice me, seduce me)
Dress me up in Stussy.
Confused by different memories,
Details of Asian remedies
Conversations, of what's become of enemies.
My brain thinks bomb-like,
So I listen he's a calm type.
And as I grow, I grow collective.
Before the move sit on the perspective.
Mr. Quaye (Mr. Kray) lay in the crevice. (Distant cradle in the crevice)
And watches from the precipice.
Imperial passage.
Heat from the sun some days slowly passes,
Until then, you have to live with yourself
Until then, you have to live with yourself
Lick a rock on foil (nigga I'll come forth)
Say reduce me, seduce me, (They juice me, seduce me)
Dress me up in Stussy.
Hell is round the corner where I shelter.
Ism's and schisms, we're living helter skelter (been livin' on a study)
If you believe and (or) deceive common sense says shouldn't receive
Let me take you down the corridors of my life.
And when you walk, do you walk to your preference?
No need to answer till I take further evidence.
I seem to need a reference to get residence.
A reference to your preference to say,
I'm a good neighbor, I trudge, (shrug)
So judge me for labor,
Live version of the song. The bond on me ensures (lobotomy) my good behavior
The constant struggle (strum) ensures my insanity.
Passing the ignorance ensures the struggle for my family
We're hungry beware of our appetite.
Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight.
The kill which I share with my passengers.
We take our fill, take our fill, take our fill.
I stand firm for our soil (a source)
Lick a rock on foil (nigga I'll come forth)
Say reduce me, seduce me, (They juice me, seduce me)
Dress me up in Stussy.
Confused by different memories,
Details of Asian remedies
Conversations, of what's become of enemies.
My brain thinks bomb-like,
So I listen he's a calm type.
And as I grow, I grow collective.
Before the move sit on the perspective.
Mr. Quaye (Mr. Kray) lay in the crevice. (Distant cradle in the crevice)
And watches from the precipice.
Imperial passage.
Heat from the sun some days slowly passes,
Until then, you have to live with yourself
Until then, you have to live with yourself
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Personally, it speaks to me because of the melancholia of a traumatic past. Everyone with a traumatic past (and let's face it, we're all scarred) will know that "Hell" always remains "just around the corner" of where ever you are. No matter whether you got better.
To me, that's the core of the song. You can move beyond the shadows of your past, but they'll always be there. Perhaps there's some point when it's gone, but until then: you have to live with yourself.
And yeah, it's exactly the same bass line as in "Glory Box." All of the trip-hoppers worked together in some permutation or other, and you'll find lyrics and music overlapping among many of the artists' outputs.
any way the beat is actually a sample of Issac Hayes' (RIP) song Ike's Rap (part II I think)
long live triphop
"So reduce me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy." This I think talks about selling out yourself on the dome of money and fashion.
Also, I've noticed that you can hear a burning noise in the background the whole time. This could be fire, which could mean loads of stuff, but to me it sounds more like the crackling noise crack makes when you smoke it. Just a thought.