Ibn “son”

By Emay

On Ilah

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[Verse 1]

As a son, I inherited heavy talismans

Pallid, invalid purposes set for the many challenges

Studied what he told us and parroted many passages

Only to duck embarrassment barren of any sacrilege

Required to wear tradition as a blindfold

Only admire, never petition when a lie is told

Conspire and I'll be twitchin where the swine's sold

Suppress the principles perforating from thy soul

(Son)


[Chorus]

And they told me

Don't ask questions, do what your father told you

Life is for man's lessons

Take it or I don't know you

Don't ask questions, do what your father tells you or told you

I'll never hold you (accountable)

Never scold you (I founded you)

Do as I do or you'll never know that I'm proud of you

Do what I do or you'll never know that I'm proud


[Verse 2]

I didn't listen so now I'm drifting in dissidence

Enlisted in dissident dissonance and initiatives, incidentally

My instrument in this instance is insolence

My intention's intensity, but the tensity gets to me

And the tension's essentially when the pensive dissension is tempting me and directing me

To mutilate and fumigate these patriarchal effigies

That hate to march and never be independent

In an insurrection where I severed these

Links between me and pharaonic amenities

My enemies who choose to use the honest as weaponry

Society's the holster

Men are all the guns and the women are the targets

We're shooting at the starships

We're really on this planet but neglected at the farthest

Gimme a second so I can explain the stars bit

That's for all the energy they harness

Regardless of the fact that there are slashes on her back

No compassion is attached when he tries to rip her baby out the harness

Used to bleed but faded out to heartless

'Cause he traded what sparked it for that which is dangling where his crotch sits

And in his flyzone there's nothing higher than the cockpit

Toxic pockets of toxicity, cautious

Couldn't swallow it, not even in droplets

I never had a father and I'm past one

So when I don't pray, I curse God and thank God I never had one


[Chorus]

Don't ask questions, do what your father told you

Life is for man's lessons

Take it or I don't know you

Don't ask questions, do what your father tells you or told you

I'll never hold you (accountable)

Never scold you (I founded you)

Do as I do or you'll never know that I'm proud of you

Do what I do or you'll never know that I'm proud


[Outro]

(Son, son, son)

(Son, son, son)

(And the lord said)

(Son, son, son)

(He said son)

(You killed him!)

(Son, son, son)

(He said)

(You killed him!)

(Son, son)

(You killed him!)

(Son)

(You killed him!)

(Son, son)

(You killed him!)

(Son)

(You killed him!)

(Son, son)

(You killed him!)

(You killed him!)