subtle from chaos infinite by aeon grey

This is the status that captures I existed here/ established and fitted behind persistent fears/ fashioned a subtle dabble in the debonair/ with mask held in place from the daggers that we fit in ears/

And they can act as if We didn’t care/ the act alone soaks the status quo fabric in river tears/ That’s the robe that my patience and compassion wears/ first one in and last to go and still has those absent stares/

Can’t even mummy the brain around it/ the mumblings of money and fame around us/ the mud we sling gunning to claim we’re founders/ no servitude, purpose rules were mailing every fingers with rings around it/

No ransom, still distinguished a signature sound written in the blood of every sheep which we encountered/ and they can proceed to doubt us/ the seed is deep and genes just breed a deviance to keep us grounded/

• Hip Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• instrumental
• Des Moines