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Positively Negative ft. JND
ExP - Verse 1
It's like this; pleasure never knew of the pain/
A madman that's usually sane, the summer barbecue in the rain/
The greased ladders make it impossible to get a grip/
But with hands that never slip, it's positively negative/
Hostages are pessimists...the escapists were the optimists who never quit/
Tossing all the evidence was never the imperative, but then again the benefit;/
Comes in kharma being generous, or degenerate, making you wealthy or just penniless/
Ten of us, in a hundred, probably met their demise/
We've still got our head in the skies, like a cloud's a clever disguise/
Getting better, we rise, but in the end we just die/
So surely, what's the point of effort, if we'll never be right?/
The feeling of accomplishment, that some just can't feel/
And that's a hard deal, cos those wounds just can't heal/
Just a half meal away from nourishment/
But we're too busy with self punishment...
...and bumming on about the government/
Out of order and liars they may be, but lately, they're not making me crazy/
I'll just wait; see, if these lazy dole arseholes will pay me/
Maybe...Perhaps when pigs need air traffic control/
Kids and good health are just animal goals, but this pacifist holds/
His instincts close to him with a passionate soul/
Digging deep in darkness is done by having evolved/
That's why they haven't made glasses for moles.../
But what's the use; life's up and down and I've got the proof/
And I'da found myself by now if I hadn't lost the truth//
ExP+JND x2
The fuss that grinds us/
We put behind us/
It justifies us/
The plus, the minus/
The trust that binds us/
That must remind us/
Through love and kindess/
There's plus and minus//
JND - Verse 2
I see the positive in negative; forever optimistic/
And if the world ends tomorrow – I know I’ll miss it/
Cos though my life is hard, compared to others it is easy/
Plus I’m fortunate enough; for you to hear me speak it/
And for that I thank you – believe me, I’m grateful/
Even though I moan about my paper chase I’m able/
To spit it clearly to you – cos luckily I’m gifted/
So when I try to rhyme I write my life a time-line listed/
So once my tracks are listened to, hope you feel the edge I bring/
And if you don’t – well just know I’m saying “thanks for listening”/
I guess that’s what my mission is, but number 1’s are far away/
I won’t succumb to fronting punks who slumber some or aren’t awake/
Sometimes I start to pray and ask for guidance from above;/
Sometimes my heart is swollen up, cos hard is life when growin up/
My rhymes are far from blowing up;/
But still to dream it doesn’t hurt;/
I love it when I’m one with earth – bustin out a couple words/
And I manage as this dusty world spins upon its axis/
As I glimpse up from my mattress to a globe that’s looking at me/
And my focus is unhappy but I’m slowly swinging mood states/
Cos I told you, that music is my true fate//
ExP+JND x2
The fuss that grinds us/
We put behind us/
It justifies us/
The plus, the minus/
The trust that binds us/
That must remind us/
Through love and kindess/
There's plus and minus//