Tiger - Conquerors Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Dialectic] It's the same story, every morning I'm waking up Cold sweats, red flashes, mentally chained up I've heard the fable repeated, but it ain't enough They say every saint has a past, and every sinner; a future But what worth is it? When they've programmed you like a computer We've got no morals, so we feel no pain Sold our souls in the lust for j**els and fame No crack c**aine in the back alleys where I live But privileged youth hooked up on chronic Battle Scars on my face, and a spirit as old as time Lately been reckless, but now the motto is to survive I ain't here to promote slander or heinous gun crime I'm here to bring back Hip Hop and telepathically open your mind Lets take back the art form from those corporate thieves Lyrically crush their temples, and set fire to the beat I'll repeat what I said 'till I make it history Got a tenacious flow so don't try to tame me Got more weight on my shoulders than Atlas ever bore Here to break down the barriers and bury the conquerors