Saint - Roots Lyrics

Live from the closet, lets go
Lets go back

Let's go back started as a root inside of earth
Got my own suit to fight crime it worked
The gift that you give hides a curse
Giving til I'm in the tomb and die in dirt
Under this moonlight there's a purge
To spit it too tight there's an urge
Tidal waves do rise with the surge
This lighter fluid lights the verse
Lets take it back to my hometown, was a seed inside the cold ground
My homies used to go around and bump the bass was so loud
We'd spark and blaze and roll loud, big ups to the king with no crown
Ain't no chance we slow down, dig in roots til we get the gold found
I got my first flip phone and said that this is it though
Made sure to keep down my ten toes, til the water on my lips froze
I decided to branch out but ended up the stick broke
Cuz as fast it started it'll be just as fast to see the end road
This is it chief
I'm ready I'm steady with infinite beams
I've come to a point like the tip of leaves
That I'm gonna kill it and rip through the thieves
Come with me I'll take you on a trip in my dreams
Let's lift to the clouds while your sitting with me
Let's row and let's swim down the river of tears
These words are weapons they've ripping my cheek
I'm not the one to cut the crap in the mirror looking meaner
I'm just the one to cut the grass if the other side looks greener
All my life been stuck in class never listening to teachers
Who knows if I'll be coming back if I journey into space deeper

Let's take you back
To where I'm coming from
The clouds darken and I'm wishing that the sun would come

End up drunk before noon
Sun comes up slump with the moon
Let it bump in your trunk with this toon
This brainstorm's flooding the roots
Let's take you back
To my roots

The cape that's on my back ripped sat on my throne with a crown of thorns
I unleashed all my inner demons then I heard the sound of horns
I raise above all you peasants and make you bow to floors
I realized I sat on a pile of bones can I grow with flowers lord
I turn the heat all the way up and close the shower door
Ima still be rapping when I'm dead hear my louder corpse
I'm gonna move to Cuba with Tupac or El Salvador
What I'm tryna tell you is this I place call home I'll abort
I'm just a kid from north Atlanta
Didn't get a lot of toys from Santa
Grew up humble sorta scared but
Always wanted to abort this planet
Always been too short to stand up
Life had told this boy to man up
Deep inside my core I channeled
Inner anger stored in grammar
Long hair wearing shorts and flannels
Peel off the layers til I'm slipping on floors of bananas
Lit a store of candles
Get me mad I got the core of banner
Surrounded by rich, surrounded by poor
Nothing around, but movies and stores
Surrounded by crips, surrounded by bloods
Surrounded by drugs, surrounded by gore
You don't wanna journey too far down the road
Cuz they gon' snatch your crown of gold
Only worrying about the pound they sold
Only worrying about the
Stepping over this ground of bones
The pressure builds so loud we blow
On our own til we're down in holes
On our own never found the hope
High school turned to night school
The left left and the right rule
I flunked the test but I rhyme truth
I come to question all my views
Never made the honor roll
But stayed on a roll and found a pot of gold
Hot as hell but hip hop is cold
Make earth shake and the rock will roll
It's like we're mind controlled, sometimes the time will slow
Then somehow we always end up inside the microscope
Have you ever died before, seen the brightest light it's cold
Have you ever fallen face first into the whitest snow
Ever since I was born in '99
I swore I'd bring back the finest rhymes
Kicked up and I tore up all the vines
It's mortal combat fighting mics
Syrup up in your cup so many drugs that you puff
Need a hug but you claim that love is lust
Get a pump get a slug know you're done if you run
Pull the chopper out the trunk get the kick and the drums
I said to the well Ima do something different
I know you're losing our wishes
Got voodoo ambitions, got a screw that's missing
I'm too consistent, I'm too delicious
It's soup I'm spitting, got a lucid vision
I'm where the two percent is
Your group of wishes it moved and glistened
Is this a well or den my skeleton just fell right in
Fell face first saw the light and thought is hell my head
Elevate levitate inside my pen grapple and propel this lead
It sounds like my poems are from heaven Don't know what the hell I read

Lets take you back
To where I'm coming from
The clouds darken and I'm wishing that the sun would come

The demons are coming the way that I'm seeing them running
Living a cold as the breeze in the summer
Overheating like a jeep and a hummer
It's only my head that I keep in the covers
Every dream is beneath to discover
Up to the clouds to the sea and I plunder
Down to the mountain and bleed for my brothers
Take me to the high road
Take me to the place they hide those
Eyes open mind closed
Far away from the white coats
A physical image of an invisible guy
Sinning through visions invincible lies
Sitting and listening syllables rhyme
Ticking minutes til I kill em with time