Lyrics
As your enemies gather to plan your downfall and setbacks
God shall confuse and dismiss them in seven directions
You shall be blessed seven times
more until the blessed call you blessed
Bone crushing I'm sweating oh my God
I'm in a game and I just found that I used all nine lives
I paid the price and now I'm feeling I don't own my bars
If they announce it in the news you don't know my number
So please peace nah
Phone sitting in the arena
All black faces they gone figure who we are
Underground railroad trials and troubles too
We gone build these pyramids right up of under you
Run and gaming
Paving way for passion and paining
I just want my soul you just entertainment
So I enter training
For that inter changing
I'mma sell you hope you gon' enter trading
High pretty
Blind city
Sigh pity
With the flashing lights in check
Add some zeros to the cheque
Cos I'm bleeding bloody rhythms on this beat right here
Bloody blurry baby visions on this beat right here
Replications are impossible
Truth is like the gospel but I'm
hardly pentecostal on this beat right here
Black vocals
Black t-shirt
Docs, jeans and a choker
I hardly do flash but I'mma flash my vocals
I hardly do magic but that black girl kosher
I'mma pray for this beat before I kill them culture vultures
I'm not going to
Fall
Ish not petite
Play me small
Ish not petite
Lose my soul
Ish not petite
Be scared no more
Ish not petite
We've been here all day
I said yes all day
And ain't not gonna waste my strength
Standing here all day
You know we here ok
Rhymes to the East
Rhymes beast mother fucker
Tembo from the east put the beast in a trucker
Timbuktu, as I question all the loyalty
Build a big wall when you stole all of the royalties
Trash, It's what you know you don't know
The level of the brain that you're told you can't go
The level of insane that you're told you can't show
The level of insane that they're sure that I know
Four million spans ago a waste man
Told me of the limits he thinks that I am
I've moved mountains know that I can
I've healed souls I know that I am
I bleed bled blood
But I breathe bad blood
Badabing breath blood
But I bring black back
Blessed, blow a breeze through my chest
Blessed, And before I forget
Black vocals
Black t-shirt
Docs jeans and a choker
I hardly do flash but Imma flash my vocals
I hardly do magic but that black girl kosher
Imma pray for this beat before I kill them culture vultures
I'm not going to
Ish not petite
Play me small
Ish not petite
Lose my soul
Ish not petite
Be scared no more
Ish not petite
We've been here all day
I said yes all day
And ain't not gonna waste my strength
Standing here all day
You know we here ok
Rhymes to the East
Rhymes to the east
Writer(s): Remi Kolawole, Sampa Tembo, Justin Smith
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