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The Last Question

from Reversing Entropy by Khemmeta

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Narrator:
i don't be knowin gun names, but i know he had a hand fulla death
aimed a few inches north of my chest
i woulda ran but my legs got stuck in my breath
i woulda hid, but that barrel's intimate with my head
it's looking dreadful

almost wet my pants, bladder fulla red bull
only thought was that the odor might upset
the gun holder and then he'd let a hole open inside my headskull
i'll get fired for getting blood on the register

HIM: keep it closed, yo i'm here for your soul
lead me to the back room, there you'll do what you're told
understand you're gonna die, if you can't get with the code
either way you're gonna die, you might not live to get old

NAR: might soil my pants yet, revenge for tonight
even nobodies' bodies give a shit when we die


it's on the back of my head, i'm walkin straight to the door
i'm hoping that he'll turn around and grab the cash in the drawer
but he's matching every step, why can't i leave from this store?
HIM: that's far enough mr clerk, put them knees on the floor

you're already dead, i'm just attending the wake
so mr. clerk are you the owner of this shitty bodega?
NAR: i say nothing ...
HIM: .... speak the FRAK up or my gun will respond
NAR: i'm just here to pay the rent and keep my wireless on

HIM: well, mr. rent, what's your biggest fear?
NAR: ...dying alone
HIM: i can save you from that now, but say goodbye to your hopes
and dreams of any future life you think you're dying to know
i'm not here to give you comfort, just to pry your control

back from the fear that has you here about to die in the store
cuz if you write your epitaph, it says "you died of your boredom"


the LAST QUESTION i'mma ask about this life if it's yours
'fore this nine roast your mind like the white in a s'more
would you die a happy clerk, if you died in this store
either tonight or the year 2594?

NAR: man please don't shoot me....
HIM: ...my what pitiful sobs
what did mr. clerk do before he slipped on this job?
NAR: i mean, um, i used to paint...
HIM: ..."i mean um" why did you stop?
to sell these cigarettes and swishers to oblivious sods?

it's time you got back to your canvases and never come back
i'll take your address from your wallet i'll be there if you slack
and you'll be dead, now get to steppin fore i mail you these caps
NAR: he didn't need to tell me twice, i bailed in a snap

i'm talkin mad athletic, Caster Semenya couldn't catch me
runnin faster than the flash, didn't even let the asthma
in the lungs slow me down, with that gun in the store
and my feet, on the ground, i'm at light speed
no time to get tired there's a fresh burnin fire
that's fueling my desire for a life he
didn't snuff out, and i can't let drain
into nothing tryna keep myself safe from expiring

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from Reversing Entropy, released April 8, 2015

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Khemmeta's music strives to speak for those who cannot speak for themselves, or are shouted down when they do. His upcoming EP "When I Get To It" produced by Stephonathan (1/3 of both Pride City Purpose & Chedda Guap Boyz) is silly, nerdy, romantic, anti-nihilistic and defiant. He can't wait for you to get to it this [December]. ... more

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