[Intro]
Uh-huh
Yea
Twenty-six years later
Look what I've become
Listen..
[Luck-One]
Yea!
Somehow I'm still growin'
They say my time is the now
And yo, my sk** showin'
Throwin' my life in the crowd
Came off the top of them ciphers
Ain't no writin' allowed
And getting better every disk out
They liking this style
It's been our dream
My team is full of talented cats
I'm between working jobs, and
Raising kids, and crafting these raps
It seems that most of us is praying for it
Knowing that we never will
Sell out a venue
What happened on a record deal?
I have rose under the cages
Chasing after everything I imagined
While scratching on them pages
The critics said I'm dope
The writers said I'd go
Now I'm trying to re-inspire Smith and Sunny with the flow like
Yo
What the hell we waiting on?
This is everything we talked about as kids
And if I don't ever make it
There's nothing other than local
How can that be undetermined to give it what I did?
Honest to God
I be tryin' to promise the squad
Like how gon' know if we aren't on our job?
Like we ain't even gotta draw no plans up..
Just envision 30,000 with they hands up!
And tell me how it feels
And tell me if it's bad enough to where we can make it real
And tell me if it's worth it If they purchase only 5 men
And only seek discursive if the verses up and live
And I'm tryin' to get it
Glow like I'm Leroy
A shine like they've never seen
Shade from a day in my life in this Evergreen
State and they say that it is one life and that's it
So I'm tryin' to make it hot like a matchstick
Keep the track lit for Utahn[?] and his wife
Felipe in his grave and Jabari serving life
My ancestors were slaves but my children
Ain't gonna be nothing near it
This is real rap
You can touch and feel it
Let it go
You can keep all of them s**as still
But I'm gonna k** it more for humility when we unreveal you
And I ain't trying to be the best
I'm trying to be the one cat that stood apart from the rest
Determined life through the pen
Never ends let the flow stretch on
Writing my life in these protest songs
Fighting society's grotesque thrones
While my individual thought
Become lost and entangled and wonders if they bought
Yea
Vivid summers in the Port
You can see the heat on the paper
His muzzle's report
Young is crafting that jumper like a lifeline
To a never buoyant vessel that they could ride for a lifetime
Heh
Like it's some type of magic
And though the fight is tragic
It's like these rituals we live in
Is all the truth we've been given
So it functions like a rite of pa**age
We're mad illiterate but writing cla**ics=
Live in indigence or fighting past it
This is the apex
Gotta break through to live
This is the latex
Seeking some freedom from my caged flesh
I stay fresh and dwell upon
These hims of my existence that I made mesh
Yea..
[Outro]
Yeah!
I feel like..
This is gonna be a good summer
Not even on some rap stuff but, like, on some real life stuff
You know what I'm sayin'?
I'm doing what I love, man! You can't knock that
Regardless of the outcome..
Seven!