Survivor’s Guilt

Intro (x4):
Ele e o ultimo

Verse 1:
He’s the last of a dead population/
His bloodline absorbed for their culture conversations/
They plotted many ways to destroy our creation/
With no insight and a fear of adaptation/
To kill them all was too simple/
Me and Baixa saved one cause we move through the mental/
This 10 year old has an 8 year old/
Scarred by the memory of a night turned cold/
The nightmare daily plagues his subconscious/
Which in part is the reason that he’s never unconscious/
But still wonder why he escape unscathed/
He’s an heir to a throne that should never be praised/
Lived many years so abandoned and afraid/
While we watch from afar, counting down by the day/
The moment that we take a young mind that we shaped/
The be the new link for a chain that we’d break cause/

Chorus:
You, don’t know, don’t know your true fate/
For the path that you take is the same as the greats/
You were born with the balance but was raised on the stilts/
As you carried on your back a death built survivors guilt/
You, only know, only know your own pain/
And their very last screams steady run through your brain/
Sanity is spilt, and you move on a tilt/
Won’t fall but you’ll wilt a death built survivors guilt/

Verse 2:
Brainwashed and we got this boy writing/
Make him tap into the skills striking rare like lighting/
In the same place, different time, old crime/
That will show tragedy is the true fuel to shine/
He understands the gold standard/
He’s also made to thing that his roots are a cancer/
His mind never questions when provided with the answers/
Kanodadda is the devil but we saved the last dancer/
And went Gorilla Grodd in a flash/
Controlled every thought, linked his trauma to the past/
Mad him hate who he was and embrace who he is/
Yeah the monster’s our child but this here is our kid/
There’s only 4 more years/
Till he comes face to face with the makers of his fear/
So for now cut him loose, but if he ever flips a lid/
Me and B will let the beast finish what it should have did for/

Chorus (x2)