Roca Beats - Elegy lyrics

[Intro] Sound clips from "The Manifesto" (Darkest America, 2013), "Intro" (Great Expectations, 2013), and "Til Next Time" (Great Expectations, 2013) Yeah. Yeah. It's just a little different this time, Redemption! [Verse 1] Bloody knifes and AK's, n***a no fades .38 Special, Smith and Wesson with the duct tape I'm trying to k** the industry, it ain't another real as me I had my ups and downs and kept it true as documentaries Searching for these dope beats and spitting my soliloquies I got some homies overseas. I pray The Lord just oversees That's because we're all slaves I'm looking for that inner peace to intercept the intervenors coming in between my dreams This is real life, my Aunt just died the other week Rest in Heaven, rest in peace. Man I don't know, we didn't speak Shed some tears but honestly my problem is embracing fears People come and people go, my blessing is I'm standing here So I'ma k** it for the ones who didn't make it, oh the irony They eyeing me. I'm 'bout to put the "I" in team BurbLife is forever, Why? Ain't no one say it had to be But I refuse to fall asleep 'cuz y'all insist on quoting Keef And I used to smoke a blunt a day like every week That's probably why my mind was weak I laid it down at Jesus feet Never wore a Jesus piece, 'cuz honestly that's blasphemy But Only God Can Judge Me got y'all feeling kind of Master P And this's a masterpiece, I'm Banksy with a rap degree Graffiti on the track and now I'm back to vandalize the beat Before you say I'm biting just remember it's a pseudonym, like Gotti or Gambino, flow so cold you need a pea coat I'm the up and coming Neo out here waiting on my klEE-uh But these women kind of shady, make you double-check the peep hole I don't blame the one who made me for my failures and my ego I just pray a n***a rectify in time to save my people I was born to be a leader, kingship running through my veins Oh you started from the bottom? I guess nothing was the same It's like half these n***as fraudulent, a quarter of 'em lame Put my two cents in the industry I'm 'bout to bring some change I'm transparent on the track 'cuz that's the way it's gotta be And if you ever catch a lie consider that my cue to leave Calling "eight ball corner pocket" to these hoes that love to choose I'm just fiend'n inspiration, I'll use Kendall as my muse I just pray my generation, no, I am my generation so, I pray that I could find a better way amid the hating, I just I'm just trying to free my soul Got some demons I've been feeding, think it's time to send 'em home This's redemption, absolution, reclamation, repossession Getting everything I'm owed and coming back for second helpings, yes Lord 'Cuz life's a game of chess, I broke the chess board, I am flawed, we all fall, But, but I want the glory though, invasive as a glory-hole This's my '02 game winning, Robert Horry flow. This's what happens when you let Seattle in the Super Bowl I took control, I am the mold, I am a king without a throne Respect my art, respect my essence They tryna soil my name and feasting off misconceptions And pastor told me they've been jealous for a minute, eat your heart out if you're hungry Don't forget to wash the dishes n***a [Outro] 'Cuz this's Redemption n***a