Lyrics:
Yeah! The war zone. Who you fighting for?
[Verse 1: Common]
It's funk to rhythm and punk to rock
Loud like shot that come from a glock
Pick up
and tomorrows never realized
Wrap them up and hold them tight but they'll still drift by
Into dust
I met a God
And I fell down on my knees
Out in nature's heart,
To give these servants new strengths
Separation of the soul
Pull their children out from the lakes
Caressed then by flames
Celebrated by sacrifice
Effigies
Real
The one that you can feel
The ill ability concealed behind the golden seal
That's my frequency revealed
I am the hunger in your stomach, when it
seat, lookin' at the whole world
New view, bright side, feelings from the home girl
Chalk up the dust, but I'm stayin' overtime
Puttin' in extra hours
To the rhythm of my own beat, no facade
Real life no gimmicks, I design, Steve Jobs!
But I didn't take a bite out of the apple
I'm on a fishing trip with my box
story in a brand new way,
He got the rhythm!
Don't you want to be a genius and a real harmonic sleuth?
Bird found the truth:
To live a life of music is
up)
Give the order
Leave em lying in the dust (in the dust)
Pass the flame (pass the flame)
Light em up (light em up)
Burn them roaches
They been biting
on a new pedestal
Shining in the dark, with no lights on, Cuzz I really got that Glow
I don't really care how they feel, I'm just gonna keep it real
and five by five
They live
Six by six by six
You die
And now the hearts are beating
a rhythm that is out of time
as the beat pounds relentless
these
like we partnas
Nigga we was lookin for a deal and you dodged us
Neva did call us
Where was yo promise
But now we ridin' by
(Listening to the wind
make up things
You?re on an ego trip and you?re fronting like you?re down
You?re not the first real rapper from the oakland town
You?re just a new
breath this nightmares
Staring deep through this walls in These darkness prison (prison)
A voice surrounds deep with me in These heartless rhythm (rhythm
strapped
Sony booming town, I want that
Music king crown, I need dat
Hot fire sound, I make that
Rhythm beat hound, I am dat
Aye no sleep record got ice
Started the session not knowing how to move the mic
Ends the session knowing how to.
Cheese
Guess you know how it is (Ay)
Rocking mics with ease
New
Ask yourself what's real
What's real is who we are, babe
Everything else is fake
Keep you living in the dark, babe
I'm good I'm fine I'm happy not
This is a Day and Age Statement
Honestly the thought of me
Slaughtering this rhythm is hitting different
Surpassing wack and then out perform my
to the see to the a and it's a must
The rhymes that we bust on the topic on lust
And my moms is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get down to the rhythm
Yes I'm
to the see to the a and it's a must
The rhymes that we bust on the topic on lust
And my moms is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get down to the rhythm
Yes I'm
And toke this, I ain't lyin'
Trying to knock me off, keep tryin'
All it takes is one phone call to my street team
Promote that ass, like a soundtrack, New
been a part of that throughout the years
I'd like to send peace out to all my homeboys that kept it real
And love to all my niggas that have died out
can't afford Starbucks
Looking for herself intrigued by star dust
Not the movie nor the book she's quite smart
All up in her tunnels like it's die hard,
Where else to be proud of the rasta
Mi friends had a party, real a dub fusion
Dem a tell me of this vibe, dat got a new direction
I put on my clothes
Started from nothing and made it to something
I know that you bluffin' – you ain't even real
Fell off the map to study my craft
I gave you a warning
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