The Dichotomy of Dave

by Dave Z (The MC)

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released May 28, 2013

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Track Name: The Prophecy of Evil
Hook 2x

This world is lethal, attitudes deceitful
Gotta get our means though, so we act evil
This world ain't peaceful, all out for ego
Gotta get our means though, so we act evil


Verse
I'm liven amongst thieves who'll eat you for all your worth
Don't ask me to be peaceful, never seen a peaceful earth
I could put the guns down, but these peoples seem so averse
I've seen deceit within a church, its easy to go berserk
Be placed on psychotics, poked, prodded for science projects
Never think its a product of our environments neurotics
Its' a pot of empty logic, and we only get sicker
Fuck the government, it's business that promotes this picture
Glad I can hold my liquor, so I can stomach this pain
The real life hunger games, were so numb to this thang
Don't realize its running our brains, stuck in a vacuum
Capitalism is nothing more than cannibalism for capital
Animalistic combat thru deception and lies
Uncivilized, theres no integrity, no respect no pride
The Land where ideas die and people get burned alive
When evil creates evil where do you turn to survive


Hook
This world is lethal, attitudes deceitful
Gotta get our means though, so we act evil
This world ain't peaceful, all out for ego
Gotta get our means though, so we act evil
Track Name: Listen to My Song
Listen To My Song

I only got one chance, to try to make amends
Break bread replace trends, and embrace my sins
I'm never phased eh-em, (cough), ok I mask emotion
Bastard poet, pissed off he never had promotion
Never had real support, or learn to deal with loss
And talking shit on records, only thing to chill my thoughts
Often conceal whats wrong, and I deflect and dodge
The simple fact Im getting by on a strong lexicon
Not stressed by god, I'm stressed by mere mortals
Still trying to accept the death of my own morals
I quarrel with success, I must like to struggle
And I think cuz Im a dick i got the right to fuck you
Everyday I think of quitting, stash my mic in a duffel
blame society for try to put my life in a bubble
But I'm the only one able to truly right my wrongs
So I throw on a beat and write my life in a song
It goes....

I only got one chance to try to make it big
Play to win but keep feeling like the game is rigged
I just complain and swig, all this liquor and beer down
Consume to much filth, binge drinking like year round
It's weird I'm here now, devoid of emotion
Pissed the music biz is exploiting my focus
Act coy when I'm broken, I struggle with feelings
Rather just whyle out, jump up touch the ceiling
I fucking conceal it, like a stolen glock nine
My CD's too honest, for the public to cop mine
I think of selling out, these corporations got us
Manipulate what we see, persuade our logic
Tell us that we need, enslave us to products
And then pocket the profits and say its syntonic
Makes me misanthropic, gotta fight to be strong
So I hold on through the lyrics that I write in the song
It goes...

I only got one chance to try to speak my piece
To move mountains, climbs cliffs and truly reach my peak
Gotta creep passed the smut, sluts, and sleazy freaks
Lifes a bitch, with no conscious and a mean physique
She love to tempt me and tease me, and keep me weak
I gotta stay head strong and keep seeking peace
Gotta turn the other cheek learn to release my heat
I gotta chill sit back turn on some eazy e
Ain't trying to keep beef, trying to learn to forgive
But I was raised in a landfill of murder and sin
Where It takes work to find ways to smirk and grin
Gotta dig deep and search for the worth with in
It's all love for my peoples who support the kid
Who listen to my song, better yet bought the shit
It's my chance at immortality so when I'm gone
You can play this back and know I put my life in the song it goes....
Track Name: Breathin'
Listen To My Song

I only got one chance, to try to make amends
Break bread replace trends, and embrace my sins
I'm never phased eh-em, (cough), ok I mask emotion
Bastard poet, pissed off he never had promotion
Never had real support, or learn to deal with loss
And talking shit on records, only thing to chill my thoughts
Often conceal whats wrong, and I deflect and dodge
The simple fact Im getting by on a strong lexicon
Not stressed by god, I'm stressed by mere mortals
Still trying to accept the death of my own morals
I quarrel with success, I must like to struggle
And I think cuz Im a dick i got the right to fuck you
Everyday I think of quitting, stash my mic in a duffel
blame society for try to put my life in a bubble
But I'm the only one able to truly right my wrongs
So I throw on a beat and write my life in a song
It goes....

I only got one chance to try to make it big
Play to win but keep feeling like the game is rigged
I just complain and swig, all this liquor and beer down
Consume to much filth, binge drinking like year round
It's weird I'm here now, devoid of emotion
Pissed the music biz is exploiting my focus
Act coy when I'm broken, I struggle with feelings
Rather just whyle out, jump up touch the ceiling
I fucking conceal it, like a stolen glock nine
My CD's too honest, for the public to cop mine
I think of selling out, these corporations got us
Manipulate what we see, persuade our logic
Tell us that we need, enslave us to products
And then pocket the profits and say its syntonic
Makes me misanthropic, gotta fight to be strong
So I hold on through the lyrics that I write in the song
It goes...

I only got one chance to try to speak my piece
To move mountains, climbs cliffs and truly reach my peak
Gotta creep passed the smut, sluts, and sleazy freaks
Lifes a bitch, with no conscious and a mean physique
She love to tempt me and tease me, and keep me weak
I gotta stay head strong and keep seeking peace
Gotta turn the other cheek learn to release my heat
I gotta chill sit back turn on some eazy e
Ain't trying to keep beef, trying to learn to forgive
But I was raised in a landfill of murder and sin
Where It takes work to find ways to smirk and grin
Gotta dig deep and search for the worth with in
It's all love for my peoples who support the kid
Who listen to my song, better yet bought the shit
It's my chance at immortality so when I'm gone
You can play this back and know I put my life in the song it goes....