The Scribes – Terms Of Acceptance Lyrics
Lyrics
- I sacrifice to pay the price for terms of your acceptance
- At every turn my heart is hurt from burns of your rejections
- Face to face with hate til wait They turn up with affections
- They're checking We're six feet deep but still stepping
- I see rap attacking in the back of a black Lazarus
- Crack of a whiplash from the past revives ravenous thoughts
- Of freedom Free them We them Slaves
- Often caught in crosswinds but stuck in our ways
- Steadfast in our coffins Don't know how to behave
- No fear of a black planet just niggerish graves
- Found at liquorice raves Where cartoon tar coons draw
- Pictures of hard luck and weapons at high noon
- We live in council made ghettos killing for nothing
- No African slum son They're coming from Butlins
- Holiday holocaust and I've lost the will power
- Cause ignorance is bliss and knowledge gets you a shower
- So while we devour the scraps from the table
- In time with the line dance and chants from our fables
- The parliament pied pipers are playing our cards
- So we piss on positivity and dance in the dark
- I sacrifice to pay the price for terms of your acceptance
- At every turn my heart is hurt from burns of your rejections
- Face to face with hate til wait They turn up with affections
- They're checking We're six feet deep but still stepping
- I'm so alone It's overblown but still I feel so cold inside
- The golden age just passes by as I ignite a Marlborough Light
- Cause half the time some masterminds disaster rhymes that lack insides
- Will crash a night I sit back Spit rap a rhyme to pass the time
- My tracks inclined to find time to find answers
- But still its will collapses to the movements of the masses
- Accept me please The rest of me's in pieces on the canvas
- And the saddest thing about this madness is I can't quit
- Sand storm steppers So jaded in the day today
- The pay to play basic wage of slaves in this ancient cage
- And dance floor wreckers That make me want to fade away
- And save the day by jumping head first into a vacant grave
- I'm so alone It's overblown but still I feel so dead inside
- I take the stage of fake escape and bless the mic like testify
- Spectre type mimes might block the limelight Mesmerised
- Now here's a track with meaning Meaning welcome to the death of Scribes
- I sacrifice to pay the price for terms of your acceptance
- At every turn my heart is hurt from burns of your rejections
- Face to face with hate til wait They turn up with affections
- They're checking We're six feet deep but still stepping