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King Los

Sing About Me (Intro)

 

Sing About Me (Intro)

(álbum: G.O.A.T. - 2017)


Stuck in this life, stuck in the prison
Stuck by perception and lack of vision
Stuck by design, not by decision
Stuck in my ways, stuck in the system, I'm stuck
But fuck having an image
I really be fucking with you 'cause you don't be rapping them gimmicks
Your vernacular is something supreme, surpassing the limits
See my everyday struggle was actually academics my nigga
You got it mastered, I'd be considered the average
Joe, but in these streets I've adapted well to these tactics
Impregnated with sin, made money my wife
And that's 'cause a Lexus is valued more than a life in my hood
I heard your papa got murdered when you was young
Seen an interview, you spoke on emotion, how you was numb
But you still grew and did it congruent to doing something you love
I think it's love how you made it out where you from
See the truth is an art that even the hardest can feel
Spit that block shit, you need to get back with Marty for real
I'm glad he fought his appeal
'Cause when them crackers tryna crack you they make you targets for real
But tell me God isn't real
The very thought of a skill that dedication could nurture
Furthers my intuition that hesitation could hurt you
Be strong, be humble, be wise, be on your shit
Be quick on your feet, be hip to these niggas that's on your dick
Real shit, stay up on your focus and observation
Pick your friends by characteristics and conversation
Good word is worth more than a billion
Fuck celebrity, money should never motivate man
More than integrity, see
They trapped my body but never could take my mind
I had every watch that money could buy, but wasted time
Pushed every car a nigga could dream but lacked the drive
To take the smarter road so to speak, but that was pride
The black race is no rat race, a competion
I can't even get a letter from bitches I sponsored, tricking
Tricked into thinking it was some loyalty to this shit
That she would see me locked and treat me like royalty in this bitch
You got something special, and your speech is specified
It's like an extra vibe that keeps your message electrified
See I was known for packing a MAC, cracking a forty
Stacking, macking a shorty
Back and forth in New York, niggas pushing packages for me
All that hazardous glory
The pressures of perseverance, won't let my passions ignore me but
Ashes to ashes, we're living life like a movie verse really mapping the story
I won't be back 'til I'm forty but I promise this
All my future achievements and accomplishments
Will be based on cognitive equity and consciousness
But you can't buy a soda, it ain't for sponsorship
This for my real street niggas, shorty you are the shit
I got niggas all in the pen saying you hard as shit
And I don't do friendships, I do partnerships
You play your part, I play my part, and we go far as shit
Remember steel sharpen steel so it still ain't no reason to let niggas chill around you if they dull as shit
'Cause when all this shit said and done and we call it quits
I hope that your legacy shine
Press down, shake it and run it seventy times
I wish you heaven divine, a million blessings a line
I pray it's never a second your brilliant essence decline
I say this shit just to say I used all these lessons to climb
So every time I felt lost, the more direction I find
Your rare essence in mind, is rooted beyond deep
Like Pac said, the rose that grew from the concrete, is you
I watched you full out bloom in a dark room
Unfold from the inside then flew out of your cocoon
Your imagination, concentration, fascination
To trial and tribulation, to master your transformation
I hope you take this message in with all of your growth
Hit the studio, make a mixtape, and call it the G.O.A.T
Peace

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