Artist: Desdamona Album: The Source Song: What I Might Say Typed by: zlink@zlinkentertainment.com I might say what I might say I might turn away Word warrior princess Don't feel like fighting today Sometimes I wish I could be selfish but I don't live only for myself It's something that makes you become selfless When people tell you how they're affected by the message There is no anonymity when the light is shining brightly I cannot hide The spirit finds me I cannot hide The spirit finds me Broken bones and stitches Vocal tones and wishes Invisible scars that cannot be traced to any one incident My pressure pushes dents into the pavement Deep pressed, meshed with the caress of the funk And the fresh, fresh, fresh Transcending, bending syllables past the breaking point A dope disciple of the funk So high that I am the joint Past the point of turning back I move ahead from where I'm at Controversial reversal of the typical status quo It ain't where I'm from but more where I'm about to go Rhythm intrinsic absorb the discord Let it roll right through me It's the new me Everytime I speak forever changing They can't keep up with me Speak to reach through the blessed flesh At my peak I greet omnipotent ancestors of the fresh Seek and teach in remembrance of the rest Peace beseech all thee to meet me at the crest The same I am unlike the rest, the rest Through my lips, my lips My heart my chest, my chest My love, I do express, express This is a gift, a gift beyond comprehension Humbled I am that it was placed in my hand I might say what I might say I might turn away Word warrior princess Don't feel like fighting today