When The Highest Listens... (feat. harú, Donté Durr & Caine Falco)
The Tribe Akashic
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(Let the Candle Burn, Long before the man returns) (Seen him plant a fern, far from where the land was learned) (Just gimme the cake, now just let the candles burn) Yo Yo Yea My only question is who's winning that race If I'm the last one left but forgetting my place Slipping in pace Damn am I really that great The Whole crowd better duck if the chicken's at stake Just Gimme the cake For now just the candles burn Sundial hands’ll turn Long before the man returns Seen em plant a fern Far from where the land was learned No telling what this man'll earn Before I'm in that Mantle Ern This ain't nothing but the blinking of my inner eye The undeserved dun learned the song I'm singing when I'm in disguise Birds unaware we heard Teaching lessons to the Wise We been going through shit like Kitty Pryde My competition ain't never been equal Just a bunch of coat riding irrelevant people See em playing both sides, prepared the sequel And Now they cool with the NATV's like Revenant Leo. (Huh) Niggas stick to adlibin’ like they Micheal Bivens I'm known as the culture's hope And I wrote this with highest precision I had to hault my train of thought Cuz my mind was missing Laid across Only train in dark (When The Highest Listens) Quick to Get a nigga double crossed like am I a Christian Got yo vixen hangin on my wood like a Christ depiction. Fittin’ the right description Might’ve missed em. Ain’t a nigga dare reigning after the Don Nigga you not a Blitzen Yo, I’m Marcus Garvey wit the mind of Zod Just a super marketing crypto currencies for the Gods Ready or not for when I clear the garage Check the score, only a Few G’s is in it for prize I’m maintaining every hand I was dealt Don’t get ya card pulled. (Nigga) Niggas Spray the can if you test, like it was art school (Nigga) Better pray delay of yo death, Aim at yo chest Pay yo respects Or lay in a mess, left in yo car pool (Nigga) And ain’t really got yo back like a barstool (No Support) Niggas always end up looking lame after they start cool (Lame Ass) Don’t ever let them string you up like guitar tunes Bet these niggas still don’t want no smoke when the jar full I’m the shit just like my diaper splittin’ Stand up nigga but they sittin’ Like it’s life in prison Watch me write each sentence With the right precision Pots and Pans got my hands all dirty like the Sprite he sippin’ Cookin’ Up I treat the booth just like my kitchen Watch me drip wit’ all this viper venom Flexin’ like Phantom but you know They really Chrysler whippin’ And I’m shinin’ on ‘em It’s raining money My wipers missin’ Wipe me down wit baby wipes No messy shit cause wife spittin’ And I’m trippin Cause I didn’t even notice She addicted to nigga, now you know she need to focus She need a fix, like I’m the reason that this bitch is broken Tryna get another hit like she keep diggin’ through my roaches (You ain’t even knowing)
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Written by: Malcolm Durr, Nicholas Harris, Robert Durr
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