Photographs Songtext
von Sup the Chemist

Sitting in my room
Thinking on the past
Madman being drawn into this photograph
As I stare in your face
My mind is being plunged into an emotional state
Which is now beginning to bother me
And it′s showing by my eyes getting watery
As I travel back looking upon how we use to interact
We would clash but it wouldn't last
Cause we was brothers Who was taught to look out for one another by our mothers
You know doing that family thing
I′m just glad I captured your face inside this frame
Cause it would hurt more just staring at your name
I'm learning something from every glance
Like to practice altruistic behaviors with
My family while I still got the chance
I'm looking on advance
Deleting moves that regress
And I put that on you little Rob homie as you rest

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Memories (things we left behind)
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Everytime I reach into my wallet for some cash
I′m reminded by you of me and your mom in Lamaze class
Me trying to understand
My role as a man
And make your birth into this earth as easy as I can
June 17th′s the day I was there to welcome you into this atmosphere
It's foreign here so you begin to scream very violent
The nurse placed you inside of my arms
I spoke and you became silent
The peace of God was moving through the room
As you tried to focus on this voice you heard
Praying for you while you were inside the womb
It′s me daddy
Overfilled with joy
Thanking the Lord for my healthy baby boy
You are my dream that came true
Now every move I make I must consider you
Cause I want you to be proud of me
So that when my days on this earth end
You can say my daddy was my best friend

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Photographs speak silently
Telepathically sharing one's personalities
Revealing how things are
Playing back how they use to be
And I′m trying to bring that to you lyrically
So should we call this a photographic memory of me
Representing morals in an insubordinate society
I enter souls through instrumentals
Now dodging pot holes and misconceptions
Instead of competing with the rest of the screaming voices
I stand in the attribute of holiness
Chris photogenetic
Directed by the light
As soon as you make that connection
Like sound mind quantum leap into another dimension
My intentions are to praise and be paid by this trade
Which I slaved in ten years so feel it
As the mysteries of God I reveal it
Through a rhythmically spoken ministerial type of chemistry
My trademark on how one should remember me
So remember

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Memories (things we left behind)
Memories (photographs they bring back memories)
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