Lyrics Israfil 'Angels Trumpet' - Emay

Israfil 'Angels Trumpet'

Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
My time to shine, it’s my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
My time to shine it’s my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
It’ll never be the time
Can’t remember the last time I’ve been productive
When every step towards a treadmill is interrupted
My mother warns me of the future but I change the subject
The sound is deadly but beautiful like an angel’s trumpet
I’m on a search for money knowing it’s a fatal substance
In order to survive I knowingly became a puppet
Every one of us warring to be a Warren Buffet
As individuals scoring we try to hoard the bucket
Straight for the dunk and never want to pass the ball to Duncan
Sometimes I wonder if my heart is pumping
Spending time alone to see how far I’ve sunken
The worst toilet in Scotland
Swimming in it plus the water’s boiling is constant
Boxed in. Boxing.
Fighting through the toxins
Need a couple dollars, I sell my labor to sharpen
Surrounded by the shark fins
Working long hours for a bit of copper
Shift is finally terminated so get the chopper
But instead I’m riding on the transit
Dreaming of a better life I’m coming up with antics
Waiting for the day that I can tell «The Man» sit
Like my family’s hungry go make a sandwich
Time
Time to shine, it’s my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
My time to shine, it’s my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
My time to shine, its my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
It’ll never be the time
I really do it for my ancestors and sisters
My experience, the transmitter
I’m the amplifier and the transistor
Our mother had to work a lot to make our plans bigger
Your retina displays a man’s picture sans filter
Was never funny in our family feuds
Wish we had a special dance to make the family fuse
And I could barely cope
Mom was never there because we had to eat
I was on video the game levels I had to beat
Was easier ‘cause when you fail you’re at it again
Instead of having false stability that tragedy bends
Needed a hand to extend.
God has to descend
When the people are desperate trying to gather in tent
But He would rather invent
A place of anger and vent
A place of hassling with no women or man to prevent
A stench rather intense
And he stays beating the same fetus
So don’t ask if I’m atheist or a theist
Time to shine, it’s my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
My time to shine, it’s my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
My time to shine, its my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
It’ll never be the time
She’s saying now I’m 23 and I should have a degree
The favorite, the only son, but look what happened to me
The wrong path or closer to a multi-faceted dream?
I’m saying rap’s the way to sway she’s saying that’s a disease
She wants a Master from me I just want to master the keys
To open any door ahead and make it passionate themed
Who doesn’t want to exceed?
But seeds need the right environment
All I wanted was a voice.
Acquire what a choir sings
Dizzy and I’m tired in the tire swings
Trying to get in showbiz but the pockets skinny
Trying to find a stage and rock it to launch the city
Maybe then I’ll flip a stack but the pogs are shitty
Agonizing when I’m working in a call centre
If I’m to stand a prisoner, to fall’s better
Better to die a disobedient slave
I’d rather live for long term and not immediate gains
Do a hundred shows for nothing but a meager exchange
And become the Robitussin for a feverish game
I precede the restraints
Try to tap into my tapestry
What I’m portraying is havoc at full capacity.
Time to shine, it’s my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
My time to shine, it’s my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
My time to shine, its my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
Maybe my time to shine, it’s my time
It’ll never be the time to
It’ll never be the time to shine.
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