Royalty (feat. Sareem Poems)

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Nomis is an Australian football shoe manufacturer founded by former Adidas senior vice president Simon Skirrow. It distributes its shoes in the United Kingdom, United States, Germany, Australia and New Zealand. Skirrow spent five years creating the boots, which are made from kangaroo leather. 'Nomis' is an anagram of 'Simon'. Nomis shoes are specifically developed for improved performance under wet conditions with the use of specially tanned leathers. But it was soon discovered that Skirrow never created any of the technologies and instead they were invented by people in the background. Nomis transitioned to the European market rather dismally in 2009 after taking a large portion of Australia's four football codes boot sales in previous years. Due to the lack… more »

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I stopped sharing my ideas with peers who were visionless
The feel in my soul, lies solely where the decision is
A foreigner to lines about coroners and dimes
But the formula to rhyme I’m indigenous
The Sioux tribe I used to study them, invaded by some bloody men seeking freedom of their own
But that’s as asinine as building a home by finding countries that are already inhabited and claiming you discovered them
Kingdom
Who do you think that you are? A King, Queen, Gangster, or hoe?
Ghetto superstar rolling heavy in dope man blow
Aspire to be more, materials the depiction
Most of what we see on the outside is fiction
Listen, that enter friction is the truth of how we livin’
Many drown it out with home remedies & prescriptions
If we would fix in on our own enter struggles
We’d be able to hear God say that this world don’t love you
Love runs too and never from
We posse weird for smartphones looking hella dumb
Freedom comes and we squander it
Living life as carbon copies out here claiming that we’re to legit
My people split, hood rich or simulation 
Slang or entertaining, 9 to 5 be that plantation
Looking for 40 acres & a mule keep waiting
That stimulus check about to be your only stimulation, gone
Descend from the original man
The teachers of the art and the dance
The keepers of the ark will advance
Your speakers are the mark of our stamp
Descend from the original man
The teachers of the art and the dance
Your speakers are the mark of our stamp
The keepers of the ark will advance
Slaving away, another day of this grunt work
Pray for the rain ‘cause the rays of the sun hurt
Scars and the cries, for every single star in the sky we can see
But only one brings me comfort
To live in the north I salivate
But daily gotta calibrate to cope while I envision the ports
I’ve heard the stories how they live in New York
And we’ve been dancing to that rhythm in short, we’ll never give in of course
Because Royalty, seed of the king, seed of the soil we’ve been seated with the seraphim
An evil so deep seeded no matter how many share with them
It seems to me that never will this era end
Remember the Alamo, never forget 9/11
You tell me to forever mourn the life lost
They built shrines to the veterans
But tell me just to let it go, when I speak of times of the terror then
They pair “American” with “wine and unleavened”
But mentioning heritage they call dividing of the brethren
Kingdom, the denying and lying is trying
To bear, so I’m biding in Reverence
To build bridges or to burn them? I wrestle with that
There’s a war that’s nestled beneath my sternum
I’ll forever be a vessel for the Learning
but y’all ain’t got ears to hear

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