Lyrics:
Nehanda lives through me
This ain't a verse it's the Chimurenga
True African Royalty
Straight from the son and the soil we
We move together it loyalty
[Music]
Once upon a time,
there lived a king named Ukrasena.
Ukrasena had a son, Kamsa, who was the Crown Prince of Mathura.
Ha Ha Ha... Haa...
He
what I say to him when he shows up in my mirror?
You looking at me? See someone you know?
Broken and rusted with nothing to show?
Cigarettes for
serves to steel your heart that this quest is critical
The longer the beast lives, the more fools it corrupts
You track a set of enormous prints over
Ain't no mountain too great when you're moving with the son of man
Devil cannot hook me fisher of men is who live within
I'm out to grow the family I
and breast of Mother Nature
Yet in the abundance of water
Our dried throats can't even be quenched of their thirst
A wise man once told me
If you live very
and breast of Mother Nature
Yet in the abundance of water
Our dried throats can't even be quenched of their thirst
A wise man once told me
If you live very
The hurt and the betrayal, compelled by this
Tough wall to climb but Nappy Roots scaled the shit
Just don't let me rap in vain, people pray over this
dead
Remplaced by death
"Don't waste your roots !"
That's what they told me, with this apathy
If all is rotten to the core
The tree will fall and I will
'cause it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me boys
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid
Light is shinin' beauty
food for yourself
When the land is looking rough?
This is the life
Equivanlent of the real
Don't live beyond your means
In this harsh-ass dream
am justified by my faith in Christ
Galatians 3:7
I am a son of Abraham because I have faith
Galatians 3:9
Today, I am blessed with believing Abraham
to live right by those words
And I'd think of him every time I'd hurt
But time don't wait he was 68
Daddy's hanging on for dear life
I was there with my
to wicked ways
Gotta love me, g-o-d no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
From my punch, watch your son and you
Got you shittin in your last
of the kids
That's kinda just the way life is, you either gotta live or you die
At least that I can say that I tried
'Cause I tried, I tried to do the best
only recognized by the intelligent
Took the negative and positive, 'cause niggas got to live
Said I got to get more than I'm given
'Cause truth'll
to me as I walked by
Hey what's your age Son
Usually I ignored him
But this time I decided to reply
And then brush him off I'm twenty five sir
He smiled
able to tell
The lie from the root
Hardheaded
Yea a stubborn cap
What it do
So I augmented
Shedded off the past
For the youth
See a
Born sinner
Cut in
Tooth for a tooth
Eye for an eye
Treat your neighbor like the man that lays by your side
Tooth for a tooth
Eye for an eye
Treat your neighbor like
something I can leave my kids
The memories of what they wish their daddy had did
If I could leave them all a couple of mill
And show em how this cruel
forget to be grateful
When our cups are full
The prodigal son syndrome ravaging the youth
We fight wars they fills vaults
Living in a world created by some
the chin see
When I approach rappers be takin' notes
I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin' til
the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin 'til your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you, "Fuck you", my
the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin 'til your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you, "Fuck you", my
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