[ Featuring heircules ]
Overlapping soundscapes pocket watching the matrix
I'm breaking out of the boxes and ripping out all the pages
The book of life's audacious and constantly facing changes
Don't get swept up by the waves or your graves are gon' be nameless
Once I learned to find peace, my happiness followed
What's the point of sitting lonely on a throne your crown is hollow
Heavy ain't the head with all the hate been embedded, honour shredded
Headed straight for the ground, better check your method
Sit up straight, meditate, hope your pulse is steady
Nerves and fear, all your vices trying to get you petty
I'll admit, I gave in, but I'm getting better
Painting bigger pictures on the canvas when my spirit ready
The bells ringing, my mind clear, I breathe deep
The storm raging, I take cover, believe me
I try changing mentality, motif clean
But the blood drips from my sanity, the grief sweeps
It's gonna be difficult, my brother said
But I hate confronting the principles stuck up in my head
I made the journey to the temple where I tried to cleanse
But my vision clouded my decisions, all I see is red
It's me
Walk with me
I hear then beat, then I skate
I unravel ya brain, then I let it find its way
It's funny how life gon let you find the pain
Lets run one-on-one, see what music we can make
Everybody in the game tryna make it or break it
Instead of enjoying the flawless creation
Art's like water flowing off of the basin
You get in its way, then you robbing the greatness
Shapeshift, from my base corpse to the deity
Whenever I rap, man, ain't nobody seeing me
Spin you like a washing machine, leave you seeing threes
You ain't at the skill level of Heir Aziz, please
Pay all your dues, in the end you find Vahalla
So please give your shots to the writers and the scholars
And please give your spots to the younger ones behind ya
I promise, they gon be one of a kind, son
Put some faith in 'em
We lead to steak dinner
Lobster Mac and Cheese, while we speak on our victims
And rap is a big one
Rap is a big one
Wrap 'em in gifts dawg
Practically flipped 'em
You think I'm not next, then you actually trippin'
I hear the birds whistle and the trumpets singing
In due time you'll see what the son's bringing
A whole new Sun, man that's what I'm thinking
