Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Alexander George Fasano
Songwriter:in
Jamil Hason Denard
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
AL The Rune King
Produzent:in
Jamil Hason Denard
Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Yo, they say I'm young and gifted because I brought consistent
And among I sung in tongues, with no assistance
0 coexistence, in my subsistence, with no dubs, only things I scrub is resistance
I'm very reminiscence of my own come up
With days cold to the bone, all they show is drumming up
Higher and higher, desire on fire, entire attire; the scent of burnt cigarettes
Repenting current regrets, resenting learnt effects in my everyday life
And especially specialty is my wife for the night
Tryna enlighten and brighten your peers, my fears very are frightening
The way I write, it's in a heightening, displays a likening
For the mic, I'll strike like spike, officially
And still efficiently an epiphany with this imagery
Brilliancy, and with resiliency, my bars hit and spit harder than a million MC's
And what my pen seeks, is real sharp, to spark
And remark, and heal parks recovering from violence
The art, it's all timeless, it's protocol to go in halls where I crawl in fine-less
Nobody ever crime-less, endeavor is forever to treasure a breath
Gasping and asking myself to contrast in a fast step
Never a last rep, my task is prep
Know the whole mass won't outlast really without my vast depth
And so we teach and preach to reach the streets
Covered in blood from all ages, been in dark fazes, where it's hard to disembark in praises
Marked in spaces where my ark is marqued and infamous
Infinite; that's the inference, been with this synthesis and raw innocence
Since I draw in a magnificence, glad I'm in this business, two can display the craze in kid-less
And villainous individuals, real original lyrics, can send you in hysterics if act up
I'm that pup, ready for a dog fight, a hog in the night
Feeding and grieving and steadily I'm exceeding
The rest misleading, and dissing succeeding
I don't make this easy going if you aren't already knowing
I'm growing by the second to show you I can reckon like weapon
For Has protection, I'm competition, whole composition is straight calm when I audition
Let me teach that
You know I preach facts
Let me teach that, you better know I preach facts
Let me teach that
You know I preach facts
Let me teach that, you better know I preach facts
Let me teach that
You know I preach facts
Let me teach that, you better know I preach facts
Let me teach that
You know I preach facts
Let me teach that, you better know I preach facts
I pull up to the mic like the weapons drawn
I'm the upper echelon to the rest of y'all
I'm a little Megatron mixed with Farrakhan
Need to fit in god, Ima have to put the fear of god
Stand down, you might learn if you listen
Push the wrong, and that boy gets to tripping
I've been for a minute, making songs for these women out in Westview
Boy I might snap for this vision, look
I spent my whole life being vilified
Killing all these rappers; call it genocide
Nowadays, it's getting hard tryna pick a side
Cause they spending fourteen ninety nine to get verified
I tried to talk to them, they won't learn nothing
My verse so cold, I might burn something
They talk a lot, really they won't hurt nothing
Bark like DMX, swaggers mclovin
Look; you decent, your songs be decent
Wanna box with god? Well how longs your reaches?
Sixteens so loud you can smoke the pieces
Break it down the blocks; I can serve the teaches, look
Let me teach that, the flow makes them relapse
I made it out the hood, then I reach back
Let me teach that, the flow makes them relapse
I made it out the hood, then I reach back
Let me teach that
You know I preach facts
Let me teach that, you better know I preach facts
Let me teach that
You know I preach facts
Let me teach that, you better know I preach facts
Let me teach that
You know I preach facts
Let me teach that, you better know I preach facts
Let me teach that
You know I preach facts
Let me teach that, you better know I preach facts
Written by: Alexander George Fasano, Jamil Hason Denard