Fart
par RDX
Hip-Hop

Écoute ce morceau sur la radio communautaire Anthem.
par RDX
Hip-Hop

Écoute ce morceau sur la radio communautaire Anthem.
Smoke kills,
Fart stinks.
Nothing stable in a sky that's bent,
We get stabbed by stars with no intent.
The orbit wavers,
But it's an easy favor.
Seven springs for one summer’s heat,
Thick as a frozen, frozen street.
Hope’s a fog, a crystal veil,
Autumn, spring, winter, all derail.
Smoking kills, fart stinks,
Laziness, who ever thinks?
Sorry if you're left in despair,
But the abyss has no way to repair.
No searching now, a man’s been lost,
Soul in battle, no matter the cost.
Desires of despair, drifting air,
Cold hearts burn, caught in a snare.
Capital’s burned, curiosity’s grim,
Mickey’s whispers, sinking so dim,
Avatar broken, drifting wide,
Absinthe’s poison, nothing to hide,
All soaked in shadows, no place to confide.
Smoke kills (fart stinks),
Smoke hides the truth that it links.
Inevitable, it’s rough,
What’s south of the South Pole? Tough.
A gaping hole, stinks in its roll,
A labyrinth devours every soul.
It’s a breath, a fire’s spark,
You want punchlines? Fart stinks in the dark,
The light? It died, left no mark.