{BATTLE SCARRED}
THE SOUND... THIS PIECE WAS WRITTEN TO THIS MUSIC...
http://youtu.be/SQVxurGBCN8
These drums threaten to tear me apart... Beatdown... beatdown...
These drums bang bout my predecessors... Beatdown... beatdown and I the sound rage.
A dance in the firelight... Sparks into a darkened sky.
The screams and the laughter these drums they pound... Battlescar's I bear well...
Been locked away in a white mans jailcell facing three life.
Done seen man become wife.
Done seen skin dance from the penetration of hot lead.
Done witnessed adulation... Done lived dispair... Down there... Down there.
Beatdown... Beatdown and I raise my bald head and bob and weave.
Becoming what I need to be... Leader of the Krall... Nightmare in 3d.
A savage flesh consuming beast or a great orator... Gentle or buck ass wild.
These drums tearing at the fabric of this existence reshaping and remolding my structure.
I a flash of brightest light.
The curse or the cure according to which way you look... What yo view is...
I a force of great renown if only in my own mind... Eye see a way outta this see?
These drums... My mentality.. The varying degrees... The thrust... The parry... The thrust.
The body dropping to the ground.
The mind blown out.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
