SA-ROC - The Tower

Текст песни

Listen, everything happens for a reason
Feti born, elders die all things in season
These days I’m just tryna get in where I squeeze in
Scratch that I bust the game open till it’s bleeding
That’s that
guerilla warfare no man will ever stop me
Cuz I run with tall black-skin Anunnaki
With 4 pounds of silver-plated chrome in they pockets
But most days I am non-violent
Just don’t cut my ways and I remain silent
And when I speak my truth weighs a ton
The scales tip as bricks of gold fall off my tongue
Your balls become stiff and cold as you succumb
To the spit I hold between my for fun
Yeah, and all I get it from my daddy
«I'm OK baby, raised up on the «tragedy
They say we that have it good, I say that they imagining
I came from war in war state
Anger seeped through jacked teeth cuz they couldn’t get a warm plate
I made it out with a number two in the clean slate
A dirty conscience haunts me but I shouldn’t even be awake
Cuz I was born in the eighties just like my friend was
But now I’m hitting text about this from an overdose
And not that he was my closest friend but I hold him close
He lived across the street in apartment B where they sold the dope
And yes I’m going on a tangent, my mind is running rampant
And writing this the only way I handle it
The booth is like my cell therapy, ask Goudy
My words like food for the soul, I go to pass with them
And past cathartic, this is life saving for me
14 years old, slicing lungs what life gave up on me
But I had KRS and De La Soul and Brand Nu
To say that hip-hop showed me God is nothing short of pure
Sure I do this to prove a point to my critics
Lyrics like fire bullets gets to finish
My limits have been crossed
Now I made it my business to personally massacre these rappers
Who’re packing shit with a ribbon
Resented the children who don’t know how to tell the difference
Between a liar or an authentic or being alive and just living
I’m here to tell you my vision with IMAX precision
My story line is still building, the climax impending
But I am the protagonist but I come out winning
The top is a long way from my starting humble beginnings
I’m finna get it like a champion
Going after
I’m tryna send it back to the middle
When it’s settled I’m telling you
I done mastered the rhythm
Me without a mic is like a beat without a snare
Don’t you even go there
Tear into your ego
Style with no rehearsal