Gift Rap (feat. Known)

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Saint Soldier

Saint Soldier is a musical artist known for his unique blend of hip-hop and rap. His music often explores personal experiences and spiritual themes, delivering his message with lyrical depth and a distinctive flow. With a growing presence in the music industry, Saint Soldier's music resonates with audiences looking for authentic storytelling and introspective content. more »

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Click clack bang when I spit that
Every time I Sang its a riff raff
I think I was born as a mishap
They say that I'm gifted, so imma call it gift rap
Money come n go like the liquid in river
Honey let it flow like liquor thru ur liver
So many will strive and so many will give up
And so many will die, without knowin peace eva
I could show how, I could show now homie
You could read the Granth, you could read the Tao homie
You could smoke a blunt you could blow a cloud homie
God said if you know yourself then you know me
They say I'm a G imma g in my city
Hope it mean good do what I could for my city
Abby is the hood even tho I'm in chilli
Always gimme mad love n it's not cuz I'm pretty
Hold me liable
For all the things that I say I'm verifiable
I'm my best friend, I'm my worst rival
So whatever you think won't affect my survival
It's undeniable
Click clack bang when I spit that
Every time I Sang its a riff raff
I think I was born as a mishap
They say that I'm gifted, so imma call it gift rap
Wrap me in the present
Happy as peasant aye
Suffered in the past happy in the present day
Pain was my teacher, ain't teach in pleasant ways
Damn, even God had to rest
On the seventh day
I lost patience
I remember Cuttin my wrists on one occasion
I remember feelin no pain, like on vacation
I remember facing myself with hesitation and no determination
A broken heart, thru divine intervention, went into to this spoken art, so surgical with it
Now I could call it open heart
So vulnerable with it that the wicked might pick it apart
But that wouldn't be smart cuz i
Click clack bang when I spit that
Every time I Sang its a riff raff
I think I was born as a mishap
They say that I'm gifted, so imma call it gift rap
My days are numbered no guarantees on tomorrow
Before I used to fall short and feel the feelings of sorrow
With a pit up in my stomach with the blues of inner thought
Never saw my contribution to the things that I called god
But every single thing I manifested all came to fruition
Rather learn about the self then set back by debt of tuition
Dodge the wicked, cover distance, and foil plans of the system
Less talking and more to listen learn and grow from past existence
This the post apocalyptic talks to children in the shuttle pods
Half way up to mars cause we destroyed the world that we lived on
To find yourself you’re finding god and the other way around
My samadhis within the body my visions are so profound
Click clack bang when I spit that
Every time I Sang its a riff raff
I think I was born as a mishap
They say that I'm gifted, so imma call it gift rap

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