Lyrics:
But them words got ate like ocho
Imma keep it 300
Industry probably wanna see us so on
But we in it we in it we live it we give it our God gon do
to the far horizons
Supersonic power, on the wings of a dream
Down the roads so far, with nowhere to hide
Like a star shooting right from the sky
Slow down
I used to fall in love with every girl I see
Used to walk down and talk down that street
Used to twirl 'round all nice'n'neat
Used to task her, ask
our guns
And while I love my AR-15
I love my people more
America has a problem, y'all
Problems
A nation formed by genociding half my ancestors
On tearing down our bars
Torn apart - by a culture of denial
Cast aside - by a culture of denial
Torn between life and death
Torn between cursed
For so long
I've been held down by myself
My heart is always down in the end
I can't help, coming back again
I'll stay here till I break my chains
by a family
We had our differences, but those differences don't never
Make us quit bein' family
This is to all of you fake muthafuckaz
Yeah I'm talking
Ayy Storm muhfuckas out here trippin'
Yank some of these bitches
By they collar baby
Of my comrades (Comrades)
Yeah! For all you mothafuckas who
Be
Take a picture of me i'm dying for more
I really can't believe this
We just all want to be on TV
A minute of this FaceTime
Tearing down your door
is my product and I gotta move it
Stop the industry but you can't stop the music
An upside down kingdom where life is just not fair (upside down
The cycle repeats as it has for an eternity
Doomed to persist
As is the nature of this hunter's dream
Pull my mind apart piece by piece
Falling down to my
mark any beat
Spread this to the industry, lyrics like a chopper piece
Flow right through your fitted T, pull this through with chemistry
Hottest
and uncertainties
Are mirrored by our grieving plea
The breathlessness, the verse of debauchery
Scorched by the tyrants of industry
She cries "What is it you want
Had a dream and it was you inside,
Had a dream and you were tearing down the walls,
I build, the void I fill, the heart I spill, when you’re not
evil
Its more about the money and way less about the people
Tearing down the bible, cause they follow what they make up
Praying for redemption, but where
Iman without his Teyana
The industry with no drama
Shid, Michelle with no Obama
Bet, we make it out the basement
Our own bedroom, we don't pay rent
We
The things you never said to me
these words were vanished in the sea
We´re tearing us apart
I have no objection
You have idealized someone that I´m
been gone-
I've been right here by your side
There ain't nothin' but clouds
There ain't nothin' but clouds in your eyes
Why don't you believe it
been gone-
I've been right here by your side
There ain't nothin' but clouds
There ain't nothin' but clouds in your eyes
Why don't you believe it
the lights down low
You and I in this place only we know
Look in my eyes, let the world fly by
While we keep dancing slow, oh (dancing slow)
While we keep
blue
Through darkness comes light and I be known as the Guru
And this I certify we all should be alerted by
the traps within the system, our youth is
original
True colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke
With they hopes up high
I circulate
Homie why you acting like a hoe (really)
I know that industry is competitive
But at least have some etiquette
But all this rapping is repetitive
You
Stories in our blood.
A power that cannot be tamed.
I hear it now...
The steel is shaped by fire.
The hammer falls, it rings the walls.
Honed but still we
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