"That is why I say it's the ballot or the bullet! It's liberty or it's death! It's freedom for everybody or freedom for nobody!"
I was born as the product of a lion and a princess
I promised mama when I die I'll leave an imprint
Gifted by my pops who was not quite a pastor
But whenever asked, he said 'God lights the answer';
But dark finds you faster
Hard trying to master the science of life, when you ain't applying it right
So with art I'm trying to capture depths, I write essences
Locked in my bars when I'm speaking life sentences
And the letters are never to keep
The release is the sheets of poetry we've coded over beats
And my pad is the Rorschach, pictures in the ink
And how you see it is depending on the different ways you think
I know the system's on the brink when your freedom is speech is paid for, radio says that you need a receipt
Change course where I'm leaving my feet
I break north with great force, a blazed torch leading my fleet
Step up from a follower, tomorrow is here
Tales of survival, we bottle and swallow the fear
Harrow to hear the words of a younger tongue
Saying where he's coming from is the same place that he was running from
The remains of old caught in the session
I'm reborn, parting with post-partum depression
I leave norms, starting my growth, farther I'm stepping
In each storm, harness the lesson, causing progression
It's like we're self taught
So I speak what I know, trying to reach what they keep on the low
It's deep
So if I reap what I sow then the fruits of my labor should grow
So until the harvest, I'm just taking it slow!
I was born as the product of a lion and a princess
I promised mama when I die I'll leave an imprint
Gifted by my pops who was not quite a pastor
But whenever asked, he said 'God lights the answer';
But dark finds you faster
Hard trying to master the science of life, when you ain't applying it right
So with art I'm trying to capture depths, I write essences
Locked in my bars when I'm speaking life sentences
And the letters are never to keep
The release is the sheets of poetry we've coded over beats
And my pad is the Rorschach, pictures in the ink
And how you see it is depending on the different ways you think
I know the system's on the brink when your freedom is speech is paid for, radio says that you need a receipt
Change course where I'm leaving my feet
I break north with great force, a blazed torch leading my fleet
Step up from a follower, tomorrow is here
Tales of survival, we bottle and swallow the fear
Harrow to hear the words of a younger tongue
Saying where he's coming from is the same place that he was running from
The remains of old caught in the session
I'm reborn, parting with post-partum depression
I leave norms, starting my growth, farther I'm stepping
In each storm, harness the lesson, causing progression
It's like we're self taught
So I speak what I know, trying to reach what they keep on the low
It's deep
So if I reap what I sow then the fruits of my labor should grow
So until the harvest, I'm just taking it slow!
( Noyz )
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