FamilyAffairs - Vitals lyrics

[Verse 1: GoldSoul] Conscious mountain what I'm climbin Reached the top and now I'm flyin Aura glowin stayin vibrant Had to stop being so silent Savin ones up in my group Changin lives within the youth When I get up in the booth I'm speakin nothin but the truth Wanna be an inspiration Create statements how to make it Just don't be so damn complacent Be yourself and f** that fake sh** Dropped the tape I bet y'all heard it This part two of our great sermon Look like humans on the surface But we gods y'all better worship This a true duality, ain't nobody fouling me Never spittin cowardly, I'm raisin up my calvary This ain't bout the salary, other rappers scoutin me All about the power G speak prophet topics hourly Got your attention now we in your mentions Love what I'm spreadin right through every sentence Expand your perception cus that's the real message Start actin more pensive and find your reflection Don't be afraid, form your own lane Ain't goin nowhere believe we gon stay Always gon slay, who runnin this game Y'all better know that it's f**in FA [Hook: GoldSoul x NoMi] (X2) Our music is vital For your survival Gov tryna trap you Break free from the cycle We have no rivals Make your own bibles Our lives go forever We kings of revival [Verse 2: NoMi] Born a god, remember that sh** Englighten your mind and light up the piff Tap into the force, connection with source Just pa** us the torch, we leading this b**h Remember the times, when I was a kid Could feel the unbalance, jus couldn't place it But now I know me, material cheap Deflate the ego, I'm tryna live free But talk is just cheap, we out for the fees Collecting our concious, reflection the key You only live once, we ashin the blunts Let go of our wants, embracin our dreams But f** all the preachin, ain't tryna be teachin My team out here feasting, devouring beats Just tryna retrieve, a mountain of trees Please pa** me the reefer, and leave out the seeds We ain't the gods? The f** do you mean? Your b**h into me, she peeped the ep No error in error, thats reference to era A pro and a terror, GoldSoul and NoMi Family affairs, nobody compares Wack rappers beware, we k**in tha beats f** feelin defeat, we spittin the heat We gods in the flesh, we pushin for peace Asked your b**h what she eat She pointed at me, got down on her knees Took one for the team We dying in streets, at hands of police Corrupt by the system, brainwashed their beliefs [Hook: GoldSoul x NoMi] (X4)