Hans Zimmer - They'll Speak lyrics

[Intro] Cut the lights in the studio It's Raz, my mom calls me Solomon Simone It's 3 a.m. and these are what feelings sound like [Verse 1] How do we fly? Why do we lie? Where do us bad people go when we die? Heaven or hell? Is it a lie? Or should I just pray just incase they were right? I mean I've done a lot of sh** Boxing in all of the shots and the co*ks into crotches Just for the profit My girl getting raped and then I couldn't stop it To top it the plane crashed with me in the co*kpit Luckily for them all my n***as jumped off it They watched as I went from a wisdom-filled prophet To something demonic You shouldn't get off to the feeling of profiting off another man's losses Tossing your conscious until it gets nauseous And blocking out all of the feelings of caution I wanted to stop but the pots and the block Just kept calling on top of the hoes that would walk And what did I look like rejecting the guap? A detective? A cop? My direction was lost I deflected a lot of the best people's hearts My method was crossed, reception was lost No connection to God A deception is a lot more believable Even though all of our guts can feel evil So we alone can know what to touch and to leave alone YAAaahh..... I can see the throne So much work that I need a clone Riding 'round town with my heater on Looking like that quiet kid that you leave alone I'm back with that sh** that go hard No breaks, no kit kat These fake n***as really better get back Why you talk that sh** I live, man I earned this sh**, you can't steal that Like fake n***a, give me my real back If you ain't push them keys with your own fingers You can't feel that That sh** that I did for my little man These streets need my sh**, they feel that When you getting money you get handshakes But I got heart, I get real daps We still trap and then feel bad when I think about it So I don't think My auntie want that dope from me If she don't get it from me, she'll get her own cream You know me, I'm no priest How that bread gon' rise without no yeast? My toes was cold on that block But best believe a n***a never had no cold feet I kept hugging that block And that track still trying to hold me If hustling was a drug Then a young n***a would've been done OD'ed All the shoot outs I've been in-to If I was meant to leave, it would've been over for me I don't know if I know when to leave I'm playing this game real closely Making life decisions off of no sleep Round meth smoking n***as with no teeth Seen wet smoking n***as do the coldest things And starving n***as with gold teeth b**h n***as kidnapping hoes for free Beautiful women that pose for me Then make my money when they post for me For these bloods**ers, I need a rosary Can't tell all of my n***as my goals and dreams Or they'll do what they can so I don't succeed f** boy n***as that pose as P's Running back that track, had to go deep I, really went and bought my own cleats For that turf n***a, I'm so street n***as been banging on that Internet sh** Better hope that us n***as really don't meet Keep telling yourself how real you is Okay n***a, show me I had n***as that shoot n***as for me But wouldn't give me food when I was hungry f** you, f** you Don't want to hunt you, so I'm-a duck you Crimes pre-meditated, kungfu Cause that's just what them monks do They might run through a whole bird But I ran through a whole zoo J's say ain't no d-boy as cold as you But they'll say anything for a stone or two But the n***as that I roll with know it's the truth They might hate hard, but they know I'm true Ask Jojo and Joseph too I was in those streets when they was in the stu Doing what studio n***as do Mixing sh** up But I really don't give a f** I just kept my mouth shut These older n***as think they know what's up Why? Cause a mad brother came to you and opened up? Having convos through my b**h, n***a That's what we call a b**h n***a Elders beefing with the kids in there That's why I left that Peace Center Enough of that I'm-a hustle packs And keep putting these b**hes on the f**ing track My heart, I don't know where the f** it's at Traveling down a destructive path But that square sh**, I can't f** with that And I'd rather be a beast than a f**ing rat But perceive what you want Believe what you want My teeth had a lock I learned people will speak if you don't Speak if you don't They'll speak if you don't But me, I'm a rolling stone Me I'm a rolling stone Perceive what you want, believe what you want My teeth had a lock I learned people will speak if you don't They'll speak if you don't They'll speak if you don't But me, I'm a rolling stone Me I'm a rolling stone [Outro] It's Raz It's still Black Umbrella YAAaahh.....