[Pre-hook:]
Yeah, woke up as a sleeping sheep
Morals say what's good is seen as evil
All my scars started healing, like my
Chorus wounded by cadences fitting in the lyrics
[Hook:]
On the eleventh hour, watch me chase the time
They selling souls for power, but that never pays the price
Sweetness of the sour is tasted
By the hours
That we spend as brothers on the latest night (Night, night)
[Verse 1: Bendrak Blue]
Every day's a new day with nothing new under the sun
I need a few brains to add mysteries
To thе sum
Some kids would rather choose famе over their moms
The world makes me bloom pain leaving a flowery nation dumb and dump
As it gets darker in the room, children start to be scared
What happens in adulthood is that light becomes the feared the most
We so scared of the truth, we can't even walk the path of the dead
The lies overrule our journey to making sure we've cleared the coast
I literally took being labeled stupid as a compliment
Everyone out here is foolish regardless of their confidence
Got the key right in the hands of music that always use me
And the booth is the pulpit, as am preaching my own Corinthians
They've created our history to destroy our future
Now am using lyrics so the past slowly maneuvers
Satisfaction is not the limit, I've never been tired of being a wrong doer
Enough with the system, the white men knows it's not getting any truer
[Pre-hook:]
Yeah, woke up as a sleeping sheep
Morals say what's good is seen as evil
All my scars started healing, like my
Chorus wounded by cadences fitting in the lyrics
[Hook:]
On the eleventh hour, watch me chase the time
They selling souls for power, but that never pays the price
Sweetness of the sour is tasted
By the hours
That we spend as brothers on the latest night (Night, night)
[Verse 2:]
I hope we all succeed, attain goals that nobody can ever achieve
The world is a social community, am exposing criminals, everyone must see
In this biological hologram, liberating your people brings you
Nothing but disappointments, making me wonder what's real
Our minds are in the darkest of all phases
Self awareness is strongly hindered during our periods of probation
If only we come together, maybe I can stop complaining
Divide and conquer tactic is the reason my people will always hate me
Unfortunately, am never dehydrated in this type of spit
All you mainstream rappers, sorry, I don't promote and like your hits
This is the Book of the Dead translated to lyrical hieroglyphs
Am tryna fight for peace, let the white race live till all the psychos leave
This mixtape isn't about wordplay or the worst pain of being in the rap game
I get loose when hell breaks like the part that my verse plays
Am running faster than a black man chased in his birth place
As am pacing, my hope becomes a prayer to gran's grace
[Pre-hook:]
Yeah, woke up as a sleeping sheep
Morals say what's good is seen as evil
All my scars started healing, like my
Chorus wounded by cadences fitting in the lyrics
[Hook:]
On the eleventh hour, watch me chase the time
They selling souls for power, but that never pays the price
Sweetness of the sour is tasted
By the hours
That we spend as brothers on the latest night (Night, night)
Yeah, woke up as a sleeping sheep
Morals say what's good is seen as evil
All my scars started healing, like my
Chorus wounded by cadences fitting in the lyrics
[Hook:]
On the eleventh hour, watch me chase the time
They selling souls for power, but that never pays the price
Sweetness of the sour is tasted
By the hours
That we spend as brothers on the latest night (Night, night)
[Verse 1: Bendrak Blue]
Every day's a new day with nothing new under the sun
I need a few brains to add mysteries
To thе sum
Some kids would rather choose famе over their moms
The world makes me bloom pain leaving a flowery nation dumb and dump
As it gets darker in the room, children start to be scared
What happens in adulthood is that light becomes the feared the most
We so scared of the truth, we can't even walk the path of the dead
The lies overrule our journey to making sure we've cleared the coast
I literally took being labeled stupid as a compliment
Everyone out here is foolish regardless of their confidence
Got the key right in the hands of music that always use me
And the booth is the pulpit, as am preaching my own Corinthians
They've created our history to destroy our future
Now am using lyrics so the past slowly maneuvers
Satisfaction is not the limit, I've never been tired of being a wrong doer
Enough with the system, the white men knows it's not getting any truer
[Pre-hook:]
Yeah, woke up as a sleeping sheep
Morals say what's good is seen as evil
All my scars started healing, like my
Chorus wounded by cadences fitting in the lyrics
[Hook:]
On the eleventh hour, watch me chase the time
They selling souls for power, but that never pays the price
Sweetness of the sour is tasted
By the hours
That we spend as brothers on the latest night (Night, night)
[Verse 2:]
I hope we all succeed, attain goals that nobody can ever achieve
The world is a social community, am exposing criminals, everyone must see
In this biological hologram, liberating your people brings you
Nothing but disappointments, making me wonder what's real
Our minds are in the darkest of all phases
Self awareness is strongly hindered during our periods of probation
If only we come together, maybe I can stop complaining
Divide and conquer tactic is the reason my people will always hate me
Unfortunately, am never dehydrated in this type of spit
All you mainstream rappers, sorry, I don't promote and like your hits
This is the Book of the Dead translated to lyrical hieroglyphs
Am tryna fight for peace, let the white race live till all the psychos leave
This mixtape isn't about wordplay or the worst pain of being in the rap game
I get loose when hell breaks like the part that my verse plays
Am running faster than a black man chased in his birth place
As am pacing, my hope becomes a prayer to gran's grace
[Pre-hook:]
Yeah, woke up as a sleeping sheep
Morals say what's good is seen as evil
All my scars started healing, like my
Chorus wounded by cadences fitting in the lyrics
[Hook:]
On the eleventh hour, watch me chase the time
They selling souls for power, but that never pays the price
Sweetness of the sour is tasted
By the hours
That we spend as brothers on the latest night (Night, night)
( BENDRAK BLUE )
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