Soundtrack to my dreams
Uh, I'm here seated at the junctions of my dreams
The soundtrack to confidential is the memo
I'm channelin' uncertainty and usin' it to tell
The story of winnin' in life, then losin' it as well
The triumph was Makaveli inspired
Awaken a sleepin' giant, commanded to lead my people
Fresh from the fire, it enter, formal attire that's from a foreign designer
I call the plug, supplier, look at how high we got
Try me not, that's the motto
You probably hit the same thing my last body got
The one to watch, born the year of the September
I got more than a reason to rebel like Desus and Mero
psychedelic thoughts like religious hero on Jesus' level
The reason none of these haters is even as tough they look
We bare arms like the government or religious fanatics
My blood is different than the blood that you bleed if it's green
I'm colder than aqua man leader of Atlantis
I'm older than your father, it ain't easy to tell though
The seven star born king, James, they send me deep in the struggle
I'm heavy metal without a pause
Perspective is bipolar as ever,
I got across the bridge and then burnt it into ash
Am reoccurin' dream and then turn it into cash
The reoccurin' theme is the hurt lives in the past
But undeniable lessons I learned live in the cold street of my town
Uh, the breadwinner, the head-spinner , the messiah...
I heard life is a bitch, so I went to bed wit' her
I once was told to know thy self
How can I grow myself, if I don't know myself?
The lowkey dawg underground king
I chase demons for a lotta reasons,
Seated at the throne, summonin' the ghosts like a brother they called me
I never take a day off work, it never pay off
I wish for more peace on this Earth and never chaos
As long as classrooms gettin' sprayed with the truthism
Yeah
Revelation of a blessin' in disguise
I look hate in the face and read the message in his eyes
They lie coated the nation and requested the response
And dictated the makin's of another generation
But wait, the fate of it is what the government decides
And I don't mean estate, I mean the government of echo
The mark, Ark of the covenant requires
yahoo boys makin' a mockery of 'em with fronting cash alone.
The population of the world has grown
And more people in the streets than live in gorgeous homes
A lotta heavy conflict zones, the swords are shown
I'm tryna study all the language on the Nigerians stones
To quote the classic joint, "What a fool believes"
And what the teachers of the school believes
Is very different from what the thieves and the class and priets believes
I'm tryna give you all some truth insight
We under pressure like Nigeria under pressure
who sang tha song?
Huntin' it somethin' like a phenomenon
And we losin' light like eedc ; same with nepa
Them people searchin' for somethin' with there mind closed
You never know who they wantin', that's why we on the lawn
Preparin' me, that isn't necessary, what I want
is knowin' where the bodies are buried,
Yet, I'm torn up by there fuckin lies
Knowin' my adversary, I'm gone to church countless time
It's on, it's gettin' heavy for real....
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