Prodigal Sunn - Goblins (Tablets) lyrics

[Intro: Phillie] Uh-huh, yeah, that's how it all goes down, yo Youknowhatimsayin, in the blink of an eye It could be you.. youknowhatimean? Hmm, just count your blessings and be glad that you here [Hook: Prodigal Sunn] We them goblins (young kings, j**els, acres and gwop) We keep rising (and like the sun, yo we stay on the top) [Phillie] The story is touching like Shakespeare wrote it Potent enough to propel a helicopter off and coast it It opens with a hood setting, hood life, hood dreams CREAM is the motto, let's follow throughout these city streets Had an influence on most, the kind, have blind leading the blind Refine light years ahead of his time Pedal d** above the street level's thugs and hustlers Fiends issuing checks, hoes issuing s** Probably too much to muster, plunder til nothing's left No honor amongst thieves, believe the sudden d**h Never enter this brain, doing his thing, pushing 'caine and all Where they hate it if you getting paid And they not, now they plot to discontinue his reign A king to a slave in just a matter of days A million ways to die, was his decision on the clock Most n***as I know'll simply die for they block What a way to go, no justice expect this guilt I'm stuck with it Laid it for all you haters, my guns is rapid firing The streets silence them, I could of saw us all retiring Believe in karma, cuz I saw the drama climbing Kept an eye on 'em, turn 'em ex-men if they all trying 'em This ain't the burbs, no police sirens, just violence And tragic endings, casualties pending and souls risen I burn immune to the street living, I'm no victim [Chorus: Salute] These streets ain't paved gold, walk with a limp Pair of dice and kangols From pleading to robbing, from green, we goblins Same greeds and rhyming, you feel me? Life is like 'deal me in to do me in' Same grave I live in, still the same grave they threw me in [Planet Asia] Straight out the first degree, like one in air, I came to murk the beast Street technique, Wu University Perfectly poisoned and perpretators purposely God Body, I'm backing my book of life, for certain, b Slang radiant, stadium effect, ice fang mangle and respect Knuckle up, you hang 'em with vests It's nothing brah, King Tut muscle hustle us, duck Crusher the slum, dum-dum, hand gun busting at cha n***as is wack and old, pa** the toll, pa** the bowl So I can see some sh** from another level to match my soul P. Sunn, pa** me the match so I can clack and load And cut these muthaf**as wig off just like an afro [Bronze Nazareth] Yo, the scene was poetic like Hitchco*k's words Chilling enough to freeze the blood on Illinois curb Just started with a tenement setting, the plot would thicken The root of all evil, only grows from his wishes Started catching victim, victim by the ATM on Whitmin His pops was a one hit wonder hitman Underneath the river they shipped him, and found an armed suit forever to fit Him He was a leader, but eager men follow patterns like receivers Trash blowing through allies See the deacons standing up in front of theatres His own following, plotting to swallow out the pocket column Rottweiler to chihauhua in just a few hours Premeditating his last possible oxygen swallow Gasoline, moccasin, kerosene, towel Twenty two slug, broke his mug into particles Told his brother be strong, and calm a storm a little Exit early, stage left, the clue, the life's riddle... [Chorus] [Hook: Prodigal Sunn] We them goblins (young kings, j**els, acres and gwop) We keep rising (and like the sun, yo we stay on the top) My brothers rhyming (all the guns in the hands of the cops) They keep on climbing (the G-O-D-Zs, we can't be stopped)