Chorus:
One of these days, the skies gonna break
And everything will escape
Then I'll know....
One of these days, the mountains will fall into the sea
And they'll know...
Verse 1:
Okay, lets talk about it
The mountains open, skies ripping apart
And know I'm swollen
Just thinking of the people that will die
Been thinking about them all since 99" like...
I look in the sky, and the stars are not what I find
UFO's, have claimed my mind
Cause people claiming that they are fly yet....
'Never coincide, with grinding in their life so I
Just paint a different type of picture
And try to figure out the mirrors true apperance
When I'm looking in the cave
And the shadow of this world is the only thing
That played in my train of thought
A mind that's lost, a man that's gone
While your heads just nod along to the song
Feel it, up in my bones
Smaller start than silicone I'm in my zone
CHORUS
Verse 2:
Saved by the bell & takes a seat
Trainer said you made him leak
Now get him, his legs are weak
Left hook, uppercut, he'll sleep
Punching just like Tyson
A street fighter, no Bison
Until he took up boxing
Next round the fight is stopping
Next hit gon wake him up
He cold just like a colette
Rocky, Itallion Stallion
But boy he black
Oh be black
Are you readyyyyyyyy
Clap ya hands
This from the punching bag
Trust there is no bunch of that
f** early warm, the brunch a nap
Jump rope then jumping jacks
Tekken, no guessing his opponents fighting Jack
No fighting back, he gives the baby similac
Simply from flashing back to things he never had
No dad, plaques, it f**ing lapsed
Into the uppercut
Critics thought his chin was tough
He told him try ya luck
Long Horn walker, devils Debo
Boy you fighting chuck
Now your all amazed
This came from training days
Denzil with a fade
Either the wolf or sheep
"Finish that n***a"
NyQuil his hands, so watch um sleep
CHORUS
Verse 3:
Saved by the bell and takes a seat
But now his mind is lost
On this f**ing cause
Peter Pan, everybody's trying to be fly
Well Damn, all dogs until they reach that Noah's Ark
When the rain turns flooding, and your mind is bloody
And the pen is leaking all these words as subjects
To your f**ing rise, now you your dark in stride
To your f**ing grind, n***as never strategize
But boy it's cool, do what the hell YOU got to do
Don't care bout "n***as" looking, YOU just got to get in tune
With your dreams and your goals, f** these b**hes
f** these hoes, f** the money, f** the flow
n***a! k** this sh**! You know just how to do this
Don't have these n***as tell YOU, "You ain't exclusive"
JUST DO WHAT THE fu*k YOU GOTTA DO
I'm tryna start a movement of some warriors up in this land
But these "n***as" never understand....
Outro:
This is the story, this is the story
Of a "n***a" with a pen
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
As I apprehend, my journey to ascend