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Bows Don't Go

by Seasta Chani

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1.
Every day I wake I get this feeling in my chest Like a knife that´s stabbing me in between my breasts Thoughts of you inhibiting my soul to rest She´s got a rope around your neck, that weak shit I can´t respect What are you, the living dead? I´m saying you´re fucked in the head Just like that brainwashing bitch you´re now hanging with Coz three nights before we were fucking on our mate´s Mum´s bedroom floor Now I find you´re hanging with some fat ass fucking whore? Causing deep seeded, heated anger, passionate hatred To add to the score of ways that our love has now been infiltrated Don´t try and debate it The past is deleted And I know you don´t want to hear it About how much I hate it That you´ve given away what I wanted to hold onto A love more strict that a curfew More sweet than a perfume A love that entwined us two Combined us into A strong white light now only pain is in sight And I can´t sing or talk but God knows I can write And I can´t help it if all my words are coming from spite It´s the only way that I know Of trying to fight This longing for sweetness This impending weakness This drowning in deepness in darkness In the depths of my heart I must continue to feel this Why must I continue to feel this. This anger of mine is only good to rhyme with Its not good to carry or hold Or fill your soul with This is how I get it out This is how I let it out This is how I´ll survive and sort myself out Fire in my chest, fire in my chest If I breathe out you might burn If I shout, you might go up in flames Who´s to blame Coz you lit the candle can you handle the heat Don´t take a seat block your ears and try to ignore me I know you don´t want to hear it But my policy is always honesty is the best choice Don´t think I´ve got no voice Not even a billion of my tears could extinguish this fire in my soul Not letting your insensitivity take a hold, take control Coz I´m by trade the most forgiving person that I know But don´t take that for granted, I won´t take another blow And don´t mistake my kindness for weakness Don´t think coz I forgive that this pain doesn´t exist Your intense love is something I´m always going to miss But your deviant ways has made our fate take a twist I know our separation will benefit me in the long run Don’t know if my soul is going to make it thru the short one There are deep and distant wounds from your blood shot eye Can’t wait for the memories of our love and dreams to die Can’t wait for the day the thought of you no longer makes me cry Keep asking why you chose to destroy us, why you chose to lie, why you chose to fight Has all this pain an misery satisfied your appetite? Well go ahead take a bite, take a bite, take a bite This anger of mine is only good to rhyme with Its not good to carry or hold Or fill your soul with This is how I get it out This is how I let it out This is how I´ll survive and sort myself out
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No More 03:14
I´ll spit some rhymes for you right here So open up your ears, re-fill your beers and say cheers I´ll tell you stories that will articulate my years Condensate your tears Agitate your fears And legitimate your cares Stimulate your taste buds Relay messages from above I just want to laugh with you blood But if you fuck with me I´ll get my cuz to rough you up So make sure you back me up And I´ll fill your soul with love But if push comes to shove You´re not careful, give me an earful Seem to be disloyal Back up the devil instead of your Seasta or my bruv If you stumble and think that you can make me crumble Just be sure I´ll be at the front of any rumble Bare knuckled and hands clenched Without looking I can smell your stench You speak of me as your friend Well I know that all depends Trying to stand on high moral ground You will always fall when true judgment comes around Take a look at yourself you hypocrite I´d never play my mates You´re all as weak as dried up shit So much disrespect So much selfishness Show a little self respect Show a little fucking decency Turn my head and clearly now I see 155 knives in my back To trust no one means my love will never be thrown back You are betrayed by what you lack Causing me to react in an instant by its impact I don´t want to play rough no more Don´t want to act tough no more Don´t want to feel like I have to carry a sword and shield No more, no more So I lay down my weapons And kneel gracefully before my death For I will be reborn with a shining medal upon my chest And pillows surround my softness will keep my enemies perplexed While relieving tears my eyes do shed will create a butterfly effect And left without context Those I touch will now be blessed And long gone will be the days when equilibrium is upset And I end up paying for someone else´s debt Long gone are the days that I fret for someone else´s pain That is only proclaimed Because they´ve come to realise the repercussions of their own actions Looked into my eyes and seen humility Finally admitting that it is their own responsibility Long gone are the days that I put your soul´s peace before my own sanity For I am not afraid to speak and will not leave weak My blessed humanity For I still weep when I hear the songs you told me make you think of me And I know you still believe And you´re one of the only ones who knows my magic completely But I´m not calm enough for you and you were never enough for me I see you trying to forget but what we had runs too deep And I´m at peace at this stage At least I try everyday to forgive you for the pain Hang your head in shame But know that you are forgiven For this grace I thank the heavens And my arms will always be open So I wait for you to be ready to fix that which has been broken And now that you know This will never again be spoken Don´t just view my love here as a token I don´t want to play rough now more Don´t want to act tough no more Don´t want to feel like I have to carry a sword and shield No more, no more, no more
3.
In this life I walk a dangerous path through the streets of the world alone in the dark start to make my mark always protect my heart coz sharks will try and steal even the most insignificant part they try and tear me apart won`t be treated less than the brightest, highest shining start especially because I`ve travelled far but I`m from West Australia especially because of all I`ve seen and every night my dreams scream at me, scream at me sometimes I feel like a refugee roaming from city to city working hard to translate all that I am seeing and investigate all that I am seeing this is why I be singing I be singing, I be singing Many times I should have died but I just let it go Many times I would have cried but I just stopped the flow Finding my voice knowing my choice finding my way home Many times I would have lied but thought that you should know Many times I could have burned but I just felt the glow Many times the wind has blown but I just closed the door Many times I should have flown but I just hit the floor Finding my choice knowing my voice finding my way home
4.
I spread my wings as I take off shed dreams of the Malacoff tread springs with the state stock in a head lock, shock from the beat box hear the feet drop like a sweet shop on the street block Feel the wind stop, spin the bottle top from the pot cough to the soft rock feel the heat drop its a mean cop make your stomach knot and your head hot while they let the meat rot Hear the tick tock from the wrist watch with a ripped frock jump from the block to the top with a snake shot slip on one sock and with one pop find yourself back with the hip hop Its a cheap knock and a neat trot to the sweet spot hit the dot with a shot what what what start with the mop for the cock snot, then leave the lot as I climb in the cot Black raven flying low Black raven flying alone Black raven flying flying flying low Down into the depths I dodge nets of concepts that freak best, it took a week to point west and yet to protect we over slept a hairs breath the tolls pet, we mould decks and fold the sold wreck Cold sex, vexed from the vortex fraught rest, short sets ripping through what´s next A fools test, stress from a beaks nest slow steps, hoes desk, flex from a blown neck Shown fret A phone that´s never kept a bet that´s never set a debt that´s never met collect the becks, rebuild a sweat force field there´s nothing left re-shield from that old threat Step to the last leg Fled instead and re-shed all that´s bled the head Black raven flying low Black raven flying alone Black raven flying flying flying low
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6.
Brown shoes, brown hat, brown eyes I can see through your disguise Brown book, brown hands, brown thighs you´ll be the end of my demise Brown coat, brown smoke, brown highs Your brown watch has got me hypnotized Go back to that place that you came from So that the fat lace can take your shame on Red dirt, red shirt, red haul cream me up coz I will take the fall Red lips, red gloves, red shawl tasty treats can you hear the call Red waist, red fire, red scold play your hand and winner takes it all Go back to that place that you came from So that the fat lace can take your shame on Can you hear that Can you hear that Can you hear that high hat Can you hear that Can you hear that Can you hear that smooth cat Go back to that place that you came from So that the fat lace can take your shame on
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Sweet Brown 04:43
8.
If I if I if I ever saw you again If I if I if I didn´t even want to be your friend would you still want me would you still want me if you knew that you and I could never be would you still want me If I if I if I wasn´t so pretty If I if I if I didn´t have one little bit of money would you still want me would you still want me if you knew this life we have would never be would you still want me Coz I have only one reason why I left no need to second guess and there is only one reason why I left just think back your man made mess If I if I if I never saw you again If I if I if I told you things would never, ever be the same would you still want me would you still love me if you knew that you and I could never be would you still want me
9.
Just missed out on beauty queen Didn’t make a scene Girl started running things Extra tight jeans Weighed down by bling Won’t stop til she had everything Hand in every pie An entourage of guys On call to satisfy her thighs Whisper in that bitches ear if she feared You might make her fall from high If baby cakes gets the shakes Tell this place leaves a distaste This is her race Won’t hesitate to make a kill even if its yours she takes In a second she’s moved to the dance floor Drops it low off the back board The room looks and hopes to score They’re sure she’ll move in the bedroom like an advanced whore I know what kind of girl you really are I know what kind of girl you really are And if he knew You´d be a lonely fool He was a Peter Pan kinda man Exiled by the clan Glass walls to shield His boarder line sham Scammed women with the gift of the gab Take a stab at your heart Roast it hot and then pop “its time to part” Run away before you start To realize he has no depth that lasts Chew em up and spit em out Without a doubt Fickle as a rainbow trout As he prowls around the town I heard him spout The same story same excuse Like if he lays it out It won’t be called abuse Your own fault if you feel used I know what kind of man you really are I know what kind of man you really are And if she knew You´d be a lonely fool
10.
I´ll keep it buried and you will never know I’ll continue to carry And watch it slowly take its toll I wanted some passion, for something to happen break out of this pattern, for something unfashioned I wanted something that was uncontrolled I wanted some karma, I wanted some justice I wanted to touch it and know what I lusted I wanted to feel it from the other side I will never share it And you will never know And you will wonder why I cry But I”ll never tell you the reason why I wanted emotional poverty, live without honesty Focused on following only my dreams I wanted to care about only me I wanted to leave you and let go and regain my control Forget that I ever did burden my soul I wanted to rise like I never took the fall I´ll keep it buried and you will never know I’ll will keep on lying And watch it slowly take its toll
11.
That sweet girl has the devil in her eyes That sweet girl has the devil on her side And although she’s tried, she can’t Shake him from the inside That sweet girl has the devil in her eyes That sweet girl has the devil in her soul That sweet girl has had the devil take control And although she’s tried, she can’t Shake him from his home That sweet girl has the devil in her soul That sweet girl has the devil in her eyes That sweet girl has the devil on her side And although she’s tried, she can’t Shake him from the inside That sweet girl has the devil in her eyes
12.
I don´t like it when my baby holds a gun Makes me uneasy when my baby holds a gun Said I don’t like it when my baby holds a gun Makes me uneasy when my baby holds a gun Ran to the sheriff said please can you help me stop my baby please he said pretty girl get up off your knees I´m gonna shoot your baby down I ran to my baby said run run run run they´re gonna you down I gave my baby one last kiss on the lips and watched him ride out of town I heard they met my baby out on the bridge and tried to shoot him down but my baby shot them bang bang in the chest and watched them fall off and drown They say he made it out across the boarder I´m gonna meet him there I packed a big gun so if they come Now I´m gonna shoot them down Yes I´m gonna shoot them down

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This is the soundtrack to the original solo musical production "Bows Don't Go" by Seasta Chani performed at the Perth Fringe Festival in Feb 2013.

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released January 27, 2013

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Seasta Chani Perth, Australia

Your sister from a different mister, Seasta Chani puts the fem into female hip hop. In `11 she branched out as a solo lyricist, in `12 released a self-titled EP, in `13 released a soundtrack to her Perth FringeWorld Festival production Bows Don`t Go. Life Sounds Like is her debut hip hop album. A dynamic & formidable performer, she combines sassy melodic hooks with hard-hitting, conscious lyrics ... more

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