Young Dictionary - The Renaissance lyrics

[verse 1] I'll grab the mic like a savage and spit bars so havoc It'll leave scars so tragic it's like war imagined But no action, just pa**ion to satisfy the public eye with these cla**ics I can't believe they ratified nowaday rappers who couldn't make the public eye happy if them n***as made gla**es Hip Hop's funeral, a sight that I would hate to see What this world coming to, I wish this all was make believe I can't stand it and granted to spit a verse to revive the dead Bring all the hip hop kings and queens who sing back alive instead I'm not very old, but not too young to know that the industry is full of fools selling their souls For gold, but I'm too bold to fold A dollar ain't everything but when you broke And all you own is your hope I understand why my n***as on block selling dope to buy some soap Because they gotta feed they folks For me to say the least Any cat who hears my speech would'nt dare to critique And if try why speak because my style is unigue Still accepting defeat, feeling beneath these rappers until I type and delete Pratice what you preach, true sh** that I'll never say Waiting for my time to blow, won't hesitate to detonate Verbally I'm determined to put a whole in yo heart Hip hop back, not quite, but relax to some Cole and Lamar Inspirational lyricist who took control and incharge If you can understand I really put my soul in these bars I don't want to be the king, just need a team because there ain't a I in what's ours Even when I'm down my head is still high in the stars The game need to be like Nas when he blew up the charts So I'm just hoping that my god send rebirth to the arts