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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Té the Dawn
Té the Dawn
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Té the Dawn
Té the Dawn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Karn Beats
Karn Beats
Producer
Kay Dank
Kay Dank
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

'Til the east meets the west and then back again They will always scorn and always laugh at him Cause the world need a scapegoat trample on I done been through the fire and I'm back again Now serving up the heat is my regiment Like a Cajun chef Most odd out of the set if we placing bets Grace 'em with my intellect But only if I make a check Only if I get a seat nearest to haters just so I can see 'im sweat He could never outscore on the teacher's pet I pour my heart out on tracks and then I forget One day these tears gone be the fuel for my private jets Cause energy cannot be destroyed, only transferred But how you land depend on your standards And the best ways is to- Hold up I cannot give out keys for free I gotta treat 'em like a landlord Long time searching No missing person Tryna find identity and where to stay immersed in I thought I needed nursing But it occurred to me that I just wasn't selling out I'm mercenary not a merchant 'Til the east meets the west and then back again They will always scorn always laugh at him Cause the world need a scapegoat trample on I done been through the fire and I'm back again Cool head, moving through the hot coals Walked past a few amateurs and some lost souls Danced on the grave of bigots saying "good riddance" I swear one day I'll forgive 'em but for now I feed off vengeance Not their fault I was a dirty q-tip with glasses I smelled like first blood and the last pick Got dubbed mad quick by most girls I macked with I just recently turned to a savage Carrying all this baggage Wish I knew how to let go and let God But instead I hold notes like fretboard Half manic, half machine I'm a young cyborg Auntie always ready to give something to cry for Quiet storm Turned into a psycho Grammar nazi but his whole life has been a typo I'm a natural disaster 'til the sand meets snow 'Til the lost meets the found 'Til the high meets the low 'Til the- 'Till the east meets the west and then back again They will always scorn always laugh at him But life is not a sprint It's a marathon I done stepped out the heat and I came to win
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