Rudeboi of the Colectiv - Proclamations lyrics

[Verse 1] I swear to God It's the year of the Colectiv, homie I've said a lot and you still really slept on homie Well here's the message: The battalion finna snatch medallions I'm talking miles you're thinking inches when speaking the distance That's the difference, how loud, we want it envisioned Our mission, how proud our pa**ion is driven The collision, this rogue wave'll last long Impact spanning millennium and the damn globe I won't stop 'til I can drop a platinum album in a capsule Come back with 5 others Damn, bro Work horse, only stable in my preparations Always able, since the navel, I've fired the fuego The Rude Testament, the pages pen suffering Bound by the sounds of the frogman, Sejoh The new chapter, the victims of crude masters Linked together and gathered the tools to produce rapture [Hook] (x2) Ain't no sanctuaries near No need to fight the bitter truth Imaginary fears need to die and get the boot 40 sipping that contemporary Holy Juice Pa** the sticky, hit gradually and get it loose [Verse 2] I'm feeling wisdom hit my spirit and my chest Now it's chess games coming See me at my very best On my mama, hoe I'll maintain You can't annihilate the pa**ages I've written like the stories of the Navajo Pot of gold chasing, but it's really for respect I do not oppose wealth if it indicates the test and tribulations of the quest Be a legend in the making Don't falsify documents, but fade them if they're fraudulent Fame is not of quality but quantity of plugs I ain't feel the love, but certainly there's times I get the rug pulled from under me Acquaintances and such stop and talk to me with honesty Excited what's to come Imma strum, finna make it out the slump Feel the bump, hit the skunk Get busy and hit the funk Mach speed, the product of Pac's speech Steadily give the product cause soon we'll all bleed Prayers to my folks, even the enemies Played into the hoax, it's all pretenders, see Replaced our little hope with 1-percenter speech It's all right, it's right We'll still make it through the long night [Hook] (x2) Ain't no sanctuaries near No need to fight the bitter truth Imaginary fears need to die and get the boot 40 sipping that contemporary Holy Juice Pa** the sticky, hit gradually and get it loose [Verse 3] No lessening our complexion Necessity to your message The remedy to repression If all of us find acceptance, we'll all be self improving on our own time Mind your business, stop shaming, judge your own crimes We all Colectiv, ride the wav Yeah, we'll guide the way Violators try to harm us, they ain't match the pace Triathlon mentality, yeah you lames tired And if you with us it's training camp, and it's required The whole nine, break you down, finna build you up Technique with acquired knowledge to set you up Find the thief that hot-wired your system and fire back Stand firm to worms who wouldn't hire back To these herbs really thinking they are louder than What we serve, that goody meant for the disturbed The Rude Testament, product of the Starter Pack The Rogue Wav Colectiv fueling to charge the blast [Hook] (x2) Ain't no sanctuaries near No need to fight the bitter truth Imaginary fears need to die and get the boot 40 sipping that contemporary Holy Juice Pa** the sticky, hit gradually and get it loose [Outro] I swear to God, it's the year of the Colectiv, homie I've said a lot, and you still really slept on homie I swear to God, it's the year of the Colectiv, fam I've said a lot, and I don't give a damn