Archie Bang - Rebirth (Of Ill) lyrics

(Intro) Yah, uh huh There comes that time, When you gotta give 'em truth And truth is light So just know that if I die tonight I left you with something I left you with truth Yeah, yeah (Verse) Been a dreamer, cloud reacher Aspirations of lavishing living, mackin' kicking my feet up On dat road to the riches, bangin' keepin' my heat tucked Must of got the wrong map, them riches never come Or never came, not in this crack game Had to switch plans, maybe my name sponsored links Develop a flow as addictive as that c**aine Highly flammable down right explosive, propane Dreams of celebration' wit my homies like we on man The ones who been ridin' like, are we there yet? You ain't got da answers for 'em, it ain't clear yet Done hit a fork in da road, now you feeling near d**h Politics, road blocks, all you want is success Clock ticking failure, not an option you can live with Only reason still makes sense why you in this (Hook x2) Say Henni by the 5th, Newport to the Brownsville That rebirth of ill, them other n***as sound real They real life don't match up, that audio track (Verse) Say they never had a friend like me, call it jealousy Why these n***as switched up, think about it sensibly Maybe more fame, more opportunity Look me in the eye homie, you see the truth in me It was us till them wheels fell off Positions of power, trump that, here comes double cross On Allah, I hold no malice, paybacks this mirror that I paint, clear canvas Reflection you can't look at, cot dammit Shed light on these ba*tards, so underhanded Plotting my demise, like you could crucify A poor righteous teacher, box with the God Go head, roll your sleeves up, these lies exposed Davinci Code, white Jesus, never say die Live by, lease believe it, for the hopeless and heavy hearted People who really need this, I breath it n***a I bleed It, integrity I keep it Lost my way for minute, like a scandalized deacon Repent that, I ain't preaching Die on my feet instead of living on my knees and Been a soldier Since Mack was a threat And Pistol Pete was on street making T-shirts wet Opposite side of the color line, my right been left Crip my right been left (Hook)