Until Eternity Arrives
• Written by Kalligraphy
Kalligraphy's Notes
This song is my declaration — a fusion of raw truth and metaphor, where I stand at the crossroads of prophecy and the harsh realities of the music industry. I’m unpacking the layers beneath the surface: the “beehives” that thrive despite chaos, the labels as the many-headed beasts controlling the game, and the floodgates of lies that drown the masses. I’m not just spitting bars; I’m notarizing the unseen, calling out the fallacies in fame and power. It’s my blueprint — a call to rise above society’s chains, to choose authenticity over conformity, to keep pushing ‘til eternity.
It’s the return of the dead
Beehives that thrive even through a wreck
Cannot be confined to a head
But if Ichabod can survive nonetheless
Who says Kalligraphy can’t merge with the best?
Check yourself like you’ve finished most your food
So you taking back the rest of the chicken vesuv’
Interlude, grab the food and speed off in the Subaru
You lose, a ephemeral beast under your hooves
With a feeling of upheaving the feeling in you
So choose, do you worship the beast
Or do you worship the chorus and beats?
Is the industry filled with labels, and those are the heads
Revelation has said, and the artist bow down for the bread
Yes, I think I’ve concentrated enough to see how much less
Annotations we need to do when we read them
What if I wasn’t a rapper but a dancer
Would I have these answers, no
But there’s a blueprint for us too see
We could be (more than society)
You and me (river banks from the mainstream)
TIL Eternity, til eternity
Just like how I paint polarizing landscapes
I write like I’m notarizing for dammed lakes
Cuz floodgates open and pour out the fish
They die from the impact of the calm waters swish
Waterfalls become more stalled and paused
A ballroom full of Aquarius are involved
They say I’m delirious but I see myself appalled
All of yall are in my thrall, I don’t need any of yall
A stream of consciousness drowned all of yall
It’s me left standing on top of Leota crystal ball
Watching the game tumble, crumble and fall
Prophesied in my rhymes, go and read them all
You know I got the spirit of the appalled
My body is a temple, everyone else is a mall
But no, I’m not a religion, not at all
What if I wasn’t a rapper but a dancer
Would I have these answers, no
But there’s a blueprint for us too see
We could be (more than society)
You and me (river banks from the mainstream)
TIL Eternity, til eternity
What’s harpooning to a shot put?
My hot foot to your obnoxious lost struts
Now let’s put this into perspective
Does talent choose morality, that’s the question
Cuz if it does then that’s a man made fallacy
Unless the art reflects their untrue tapestries
Look at Kanye West in all forms of actuality
Versus Jay-Z with the rape complaints and lack of validacy
One of them projects antisemitism into their systems
The other provoked knowledge through rap wisdom
How did we get into this position
Where the mission is to separate them from their sickened
Thoughts? How many lies have we bought
It’s underpriced so we buy without a known source
I’m at a lost, who is gonna carry the match cuz there isn’t a torch
What if I wasn’t a rapper but a dancer
Would I have these answers, no
But there’s a blueprint for us too see
We could be (more than society)
You and me (river banks from the mainstream)
TIL Eternity, til eternity
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Kalligraphy
Member since March 31 2024