Evan Black - Welcome lyrics

VERSE 1: I had a dream I was sleeping then I woke up I could see it I could see the future I was in the mix of all the feelings all these visions And late nights of drinking through the evening til the morning Planning out the way it'd be when I achieve it in a room At a table full of suits in a meeting Politicking bout a project bout as polished as my speaking Bout it? Get it share it round! you follow it then peep it If you don't, well lemme tell a story you'll believe From the table to the street and from the hustle to stage From the product to the push and at the push is where it stays I drive it like pedal's disconnected from the brakes If you got a problem with it you can stand right in the way I'll be on it through the clock, every second that it stands Every minute that I'm stressed, every lesson that I'm handed Taking what I'm given, making what I'm worth's the plan One eye open you feel the lay of land? Check it out HOOK: I tell them welcome Yeah, come on I tell them welcome Yeah, come on I tell them welcome Ha ha I tell them welcome VERSE 2: Ayo you better be Hermes I ain't talk bout the rags Walk up on the clouds relaying the messages of tags Will get you lost up in it all, forgetting bout your past Like you rep a city you don't f**ing know and call it rap So I'm strapped at the feet, you track it I'll meet You believe the flack I've received is real and past all the people Cause all I ever had was that dream, to have what I see Up on that tv screen, the cars a part of Paris at least A Lotus Elise and a Rover won't be rolling Caprice Without the work it's like proposing matriarchy to priests Hard to beseech the men who only bargain with teeth Manipulate the art and target at the heart of the street Impartial to pardoning all of my regards for the weak I speak what I see, and write my life upon all these sheets So I can jot the John Hanco*k and toss it to each And everybody at the table while they listen to me HOOK VERSE 3: So I plot the plan out stop for nothing running full tilt While these s**ers just chilled, got my jams out You stuck your hands out mine were in the grands now I'm soaring up to heights and dropping gas on the land route Can't help but stand out Sounds different so it pounds different makes subs knock Had the flow down as a kid, now I'm sipping Crown and I'm living Way off the block, got it on my own f** a handout I don't cry because of lost opportunity I been through some sh** and guaranteed it's more than you and me I'm cold from it Old soul I don't need no j**elry Like 99 percent of what you're sayings nothing new to me That sh** is for the birds! Manipulate the presence that I've manifested teach a lesson in the verse How these prepubescent little peasants with their furs Turn to ash when I go drop the match let it burn