Noelz Vedere - Pulse lyrics

[Verse 1: Noelz Vedere] Hold that, open drum, you know the weight is not false I been that, chosen one, since the day of my pulse I am V6'n mean whippin' that motor run, peel back he's lost This is what you get when you harvest Martin Luther In gardens of the sewer where Spartans are the future The odds of being neutral is thin Gotta be cautious bout who truly is ya friend Gotta work smarter so the movement could begin The earth is revolving and we moving at the end I'm tryna resolve the execution of a man, of women Of my family, my enemies or anyone attached to me Or anyone that's damaged as a modern being while it leads to a common thing See we all live by the pulse, die by the pulse Grew up wanting more so we strive by default If you don't see me one day alive its the fault Of myself for not a**igning my right to revolt I see me going, 3 wheel motion, moving off balance but keep it rolling Moving off talents G-O-D done loaned me Tryna give cla** hope my teachings potent Demons wanna leave my P-O-V all open Keep my lights cued when I drive thru the dark Shots fired see the spark, don't cry no remorse Most dont even look em in they eyes when they fall They just be lifted while they buds be k**ing Cause the shots more accurate when you higher/hire the arc Let's stop the battling we are titans at war We all living life till its gone [Hook] (woman voice: Its all in the pulse) Bet a kneel third day I rose On my throne looking down blowing dope Keep it real 'till the day that I die Either that or its straight suicide Ima get it till I'm gone - it don't matter the cost I done been a real one - since the day of my pulse Since the day of my pulse (4x) [Verse 2: Noelz Vedere] (man voice: Its all in the pulse) Hold up... Five, four, three, two, one The ones that die by the gun always live life on the run What have I now become, went from the guy with no funds Straight kickin' on the block getting drunk Let's find us some fun, I gotta 4-5 in the trunk This before four fives hit my lungs, that's 20 years young Of inhaling the earth with a culture that's engulfed for the love for abuse They up with the juice, best way they feed into the pulse Is fueled taking others for use, now I'm hung on a nouse I think I suffer substance abuse, from all of these d** that is used To keep up with the news, don't wanna know the terror outside You wanna know the weather outside? (still raining / reigning) k**ing with the blood on my fangs and I still taste it Misdemeanors turn into dangerous lead cases Little kids is running the state and they seem ageless Standing 7-1 and they banging like Wilt Chamberlain God we sent you one too many angels worth breathing Dirt season full of hurt beings No preaching dont alert jesus, church thesis don't advert demons Picture one living the obvious tryna become a star at it But the street give a pulse in him to move right They don't got no guardian so they seeing an audience When they be posted all up in the blue lights And I still wonder why I was born alive on the borderline They want my soul to die with no multiplies But I'm supposed to rise when I posterize On God... [Hook] (woman voice: Its all in the pulse) Bet a kneel third day I rose On my throne looking down blowing dope Keep it real 'till the day that I die Either that or its straight suicide Ima get it till I'm gone - it don't matter the cost I done been a real one - since the day of my pulse Since the day of my pulse (4x)