Spoon

By Empara Mi

Released on May 31, 2017

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SPOON

In a church an old man was playing, what was his answer…

God, music.. that they are one in the same?

At that moment was he hearing a different music than the literary of that church

Where icons can be seen not only on the walls, like an Orson Wells character, Mcain or Macbeth

How far can you get along with Evil

Use a long spoon to sup with the devil

Did you well out your lives calculating the length of the spoon…

Only to discover that there was no supper

When the eye in the sky couldn't help you fly

Don’t waste your life just trying to get by

Its our turn now, you can wear Caesar's crown

Even a golden cage couldn't hold you down

What if it’s my last gasp

My final touch upon the foreign sands

Inside an inverted hour glass

Minutes pass, but i don't choose to be a part of it

Cos most stories end with ‘that ain't the half of it'

My doesn't

Cos you can't prize my grip

Document my trip

I turn lethargic sick with being mediocre

I wasn't here to rot like teeth in coca cola

Intoxicate the sober through a speech on a sound wave

Leech to passion tryna reach a cloud state

Elevate

The equilibrium that i'm living in, is sinking in

Cos theres no plan for me

There never was

Cos fates just a word

When destiny is lost

When the eye in the sky couldn’t help you fly

Don’t waste your life just trying to get by

Its our turn now, you can wear Caesar's crown

Even a golden cage couldn’t hold you down

Kojey Verse:

6 feet of potential

I'm Grave digging for gold

6 to 10 on an early rat race on the journey home

6.50 An hour I spent that on my soles

Miss me with the drama. I manage but barely cope

Bakery in my wallet. My wallowing pitiful

Cycles of expectation, effecting my spirit to

Miniscule in the moment. I ponder what's my excuse. Wonder why I still run from the sound of their ridicule

Often I debate if the struggle is worth the pain. quickly went the distance because I needed

My space

The taste of inhibitions go, creep through my veins

Preacher don't condemn me, they love me for my ways

I could never waste time and let time waste me

I chased time for too long now my mind won’t sleep, I think about it

I wonder if time chased and when exactly I lost sight of what made me, me