it's funny your nature revolves around money I wake up in the morning thank God my sky is sunny every day is blessed with or without stress I refrain from being brain numb for smokin' cess I escape the West somebody died October 1st my grandmother spoke to me now I control the worst I got a bolder verse I'm sick about it then I'm travellin' beyond this Who wants this revolutionary conquest I bless, my channel stay live and we spark madism people no joke my song strong like a soul folk why you go broke? hold your ice the rap poltergeist here to bring colder nights people wake up slayed rappers in the industry need to wake up
(x2) we organize, strategize for a better day scribe a masterpiece, tryin' to find a better pay it's tragic, people gang bang beretta way but me and mine, the Cyne we find a better way
I abuse words to vocalize my life's trife but I mobalize like 12 knights of Camelot yo, my deep scars weak stars flee to Mars then can't cope I stay afload like my name is Elian's tote which I respect though I'm far from the every day these rap cats out to find dope in every way I'm hot and raw I'm too professional I'm like canvas I knock 'em all yo, why brawl when I'm already king that's not logic I'd rather maintain I spit flame for profit I lust war so of course I'm all in it I'm not Master P, but a soldier with no limit my soul's tined so why am I make sure the beast can't see your king when it's time for the war look I'm the worst I curse your verse that made your star burst caution is first when I spit and rehearse
(x2) we organize, strategize for a better day scribe a masterpiece, tryin' to find a better pay it's tragic, people gang bang beretta way but me and mine, the Cyne we find a better wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
