Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Masked Laughter (Nothing's Left), artist - Dälek. Album song Asphalt for Eden, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 21.04.2016
Record label: Profound Lore
Song language: English
Masked Laughter (Nothing's Left) |
| I spit cryptic, never a mystic, barely uplifting |
| I’ll outlive most my critics |
| Expect for self which leaves me livid |
| What’s yet unspoken gives hope to those who’ve lived it |
| I’ve shouldered burdens, still yearning |
| For that dawn I ain’t the cynic |
| Best these words get printed in disposable age we’re in |
| Darker days ahead with weight we laboring |
| Conviction never wavering |
| Meant each uttered word |
| Can only hope I get to spit these gutter proverbs |
| We kept it real when this whole world turned plastic |
| Y’all really thought you didn’t need this brown bastard? |
| Every cut on blood diamonds make facets |
| Refract a light upon the face of bad actors |
| I’m trying to help but y’all got this ass-backwards |
| Hard to smile with all the tears that mask laughter |
| Don’t my breath deserve respect? |
| With all this poison we ingest |
| Y’all keep saying its a test |
| What’s to win when nothing’s left? |
| Don’t my breath deserve respect? |
| With all this poison we ingest |
| Y’all keep saying its a test |
| What’s to win when nothing’s left? |
| Frustration fails to veil anger |
| Done with petty banter |
| Benign lies confused for truth |
| Tactics 'ready standard |
| Which the better odds: |
| Scratch off cards or wearing handcuffs? |
| Bankers left us bankrupt |
| Our future held for ransom |
| I don’t need a fucking anthem! |
| I need change! |
| Not that shit that jingles but them laws scribed to page |
| Y’all ever wonder why the fuck I’m enraged? |
| I ain’t trying to bring a son to this stage |
| I’m trying to breathe |
| I’m trying to breathe |
| I’m trying to breathe |
| I’m trying to breathe |
| I’m trying to breathe |
| I’m trying to breathe |
| Motherfuckers let us breathe |
| Don’t our breath deserve respect? |
| Wit all this poison we ingest |
| Y’all keep saying its a test |
| But what’s to win when nothing’s left? |
| Don’t our breath deserve respect? |
| Wit all this poison we ingest |
| Y’all keep saying its a test |
| But what’s to win when nothing’s left? |
| Terrorism, terrorism, terrorism, terrorism, terrorism… |