The second single from Reveal’s ‘Seven Shades’ EP out on 7th Feb 2012. Lyrics after the jump.

Verse 1:
And I still remember everything he taught me/
(Who?) My Pops, but now he’s dead and now its too late to warn me/
So until the day when Allah calls me/
I don’t need no love, don’t need no hugs, don’t need nobody to support me/
Ready for anything that comes before me/
This is a Warning, I shed my last tears mourning for 4 week/
Restless nights, stress was on my mind, couldn’t afford sleep/
Like a soldier born in a war, but that’s another story/
I thought that I’d moved on, didn’t kill me, I grew strong/
But looking back and thinking on it, maybe I grew wrong?/
Always taught me to do right, never taught me to do wrong/
So how the Hell I end up with this f*cked up sh*t that I’m on?
No excuses for my movements, I do me ’til I’m proved wrong/
Spilling my heart over looped songs/
This is my reality, this is whats left when the tunes gone/
Maybe its too late, maybe I’m too gone…/

Chorus:
My Pops dead now it’s too late to warn me/
My Pops dead now it’s too late to warn me/
It’s too late, it’s too late, too late to warn me/
Too late to warn me, too late to warn me/
And I still remember everything he taught me/
(Who?) My Pops, but now he’s dead and now its too late to warn me/
So until the day when Allah calls me/
I don’t need no love, don’t need no hugs, don’t need nobody to support me/

Verse 2:
I remember thinking I wish it was different/
But it is what it is and I’m not the type for sitting and bitching/
I’ve studied different religions and spoke to killers with wisdom/
One thing that I’ve learnt is that life is a contradiction/
Certain times I feel destructive, like on the real F*ck this/
Carry cutlass for those stepping in my circumference/
Thinking how can I overcome this?/
Blood lust gives me a head rush and I end up doing some dumb sh*t/
And that’s not how I was raised, I’m ashamed of that kind of rage/
Now I’m trying to find a way and I pray that my life will change/
I swear on my Father’s grave that I WILL find a way/
Living in the darkness, it’s hard to distinguish the night from day/
My Pops is dead now, nothings gonna change that/
I stay sharp, keep my guns loaded and stay strapped/
Spreading negative energy’s never the best of me/
But I’m feeling mentally scarred and in desperate need of a remedy/

Chorus:
My Pops dead now it’s too late to warn me/
My Pops dead now it’s too late to warn me/
It’s too late, it’s too late, too late to warn me/
Too late to warn me, too late to warn me/
And I still remember everything he taught me/
(Who?) My Pops, but now he’s dead and now its too late to warn me/
So until the day when Allah calls me/
I don’t need no love, don’t need no hugs, don’t need nobody to support me/

Verse 3:
I ain’t stupid I know the outcome of the story/
I’ll probably die alone, on the side of the road in a way that’s gory/
Pushed my loved ones away so that no one is left to mourn me/
Still remember I reached out, all they did was ignore me/
F*ck it that’s how my destiny was meant to be/
Born alone, die alone, from the first breath to the death of me/
The first step to my remedy?/
I wrestled the conscience that never lets me sleep/
I won’t rest in peace ’til I Rest In Peace/
It’s kinda ironic, I spent my life acquiring knowledge/
But it’s likely I won’t feel right without a knife in my pocket/
It’s wrong and I need to stop it, inspired by the life of the Prophet/
I find solace when I study His Knowledge/
And it maybe just be my saving grace/
I stayed awake for 80 days, studying Sufi scriptures thinking on ancient ways/
Realized my brain is a maze/
So I made a blade of faith and chopped them walls down like paper mache/

Chorus:
My Pops dead now it’s too late to warn me/
My Pops dead now it’s too late to warn me/
It’s too late, it’s too late, too late to warn me/
Too late to warn me, too late to warn me/
And I still remember everything he taught me/
(Who?) My Pops, but now he’s dead and now its too late to warn me/
So until the day when Allah calls me/
I don’t need no love, don’t need no hugs, don’t need nobody to support me/
Lyrics: Reveal
Prod: Mahdyar Aghajani

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