Lyrics These Hands - Tech N9ne, Wrekonize, Prozak

These Hands

See these hands reach through the darkness
A voice to call your name
When you claim that you’ve been rescued
It’s me you really saved
These two hands
Reaching out to get you out wherever you stand
My mind putting lies in a newsstand
I’m just looking for a way to get a new strand
Move man, who plan moves on my Holy Ghost
Haunting myself 'tll it goes for broke
My medicine’s evident, take a spoon, relish it
You don’t get a second chance from me overdosed
Pain in the eyes ain’t minimized
They ain’t gonna die, ain’t never gonna break you and I
Stakes is so high, take it in stride
Ache in my hand, when I wanna wake you, rise
These hands have been trying to get you some peace
A bit of composure
But they come with the beef and a fist I must keep
When they’re reaching for closure
See these hands reach through the darkness
A voice to call your name
When you claim that you’ve been rescued
It’s me you really saved
When I put the pen to the paper then repeat the ritual
I’m teleporting to a place
Beyond the outer limits, the stratospheric sound
The race of speed of light I meditate
I’m searching for a haven or a shelter at the center
I’m a nervous wreck, I contemplate
The ricochet of fact that saving you is saving me
Without each other we disintegrate
We’re in this together
Surviving this planet through hate and the malice
And difference, we’re vigorous
Ignorance vicious maliciously plan to facilitate sadness
We’re birds of a feather, come from the same cloth
To survive this endevour while thank you all hardly
Part of me is lost in the darkness without you I’m falling forever
See these hands reach through the darkness
A voice to call your name
When you claim that you’ve been rescued
It’s me you really saved
These hands have an angel touch
But that doesn’t mean that I never had 'em mangled up
By the teeth of a demon, stop them when it came to luck
'Cause I bang so tough, battling to change your luck
Tangled up and live in enough sin
Seeing my mother tussle with a demon and cussing
I can see you never trust 'em when he gave her concussions
I seen the blood it was gushing from hella consumption, abducted
Man it was cowardice, my angel was powerless
I’m wishing that it get seconds, minutes, an hour less
These hands throughout my elegant feed span
Will never reband but are sick and disease ran
People are tryna kill you
But evil it never will do
Nothing in dying, feel you crying, heal you
These hands will make a demon fry and die in mildew
See these hands reach through the darkness
A voice to call your name
When you claim that you’ve been rescued
It’s me you really saved