Victory! (Come Forward)
(专辑: Shadows On The Sun - 2004)
[CHORUS] Victory Ours are the
cries that breathe life in the
concrete Victory Ours are the
tears that splash genius at God's feet Victory Ours are the
prayers that weave poetry through drum beats Victory [VERSE 1: Brother Ali] Step inside the
mind of a
soon-to-be legendary Straight paramilitary Brother Ali exist to read the
scripture, it's never read Whoever said this underground hip-hop shit is dead Must have fallen on his head Spent my lifetime buildin Writin rhymes I
remind rappers of everything that scared them as children They call me show stopper No opera singer has hit the
exact pitch, I
spit my flow out of Taught directly by the
source of all knowledge You don't affect me till you're forced to draw powers Respect me as a
voice amongst scholars Who speak deep to thee, move the
sleep from your eye lids Make your lungs flutter Get it right, my inner light cast shadows on the
sun, brother I'm where the
rubber meets the
concrete It's a
cold world, not sayin bring your your own heat I'm just sayin don't sleep I'm walkin with the
lion till the
day that I
die And the
pens have been lifted and the
pages have dried And a
big smoke screen wrote my name in the
sky Politickin with the
angels knowin they would reply Got the
lungs of a
cyclone, tongue of a
python The
reason why your favorite MC sleep with the
lights on Right on, brother, we def as fuck Not 'deaf' like (What?) but 'def' like (WHAT!) From the
depths around the
planet where my name's spoken We here to get our brains open and our chains broken Watch me walk around the
planet with the
same notion His adversaries thought the
pain broke him But we run up in a
stadium with diagnostics Two tables and a
mic and take a
crowd hostage And the
very first item on my list of demands Is that all these freedom fighters start liftin they hands [CHORUS] To my freedom fighters and the
graffiti writers And the
people like us come forward And to the
torch carriers speakin Arabic Ridin on your charriots come forward To my political prisoners, individual listeners Who feelin this come forward And to the
bone shakers and the
home makers Raisin our own saviors come forward [VERSE 2: Brother Ali] Me and my people are signed, sealed, delivered, incorporated brought to your by Rhymesayers Entertainment You got to face it, we not complacent We came for your debasement and left your face bent And me, mister Brother Ali is the
stomp-down-beat-kicker Who walkin the
streets with the
so real philosophy Until I
fulfill prophecy there's no real stoppin me Obviously I'm the
bomb, believe me Opponents come up missin and they all beneath me I
know my soldiers need me, they call and beep me I
walk the
streets freely with [?] beneath me, boy We stays gettin it on Act hard and I
probably make you strip to your thong Dissin your song and feel you mouth to fist when you yawn Nibblin on a
rapper till the
gristle is gone I
stand and sing from atop Mount Ararat I
am a
king, just ain't got my kingdom yet And my anthem ring from the
Congo to your set I'm Alfred Hitchcock with my silhouette Pourin Blood On Beats till the
trumpet is blown Coffins, I
release em when I'm up in the
zone Fortune favors the
brave and press on is the
motto Cast shadows on the
sun with my bravado [CHORUS]