(chorus)

Suspect homies don’t close your eyes

You might get jumped or front tonight

Said I been here in this before and I’m ducking from the law

And see you ain’t saw but the talent is raw

(x2)

(verse 1)

This is that calm before the storm where the people cry and mourn

Celebrate your life and remember when you were born

Seasons come and go but your soul stays eternal

Seeing homies with the heat, bodies all thermal

I’m on my heaven shit, it’s just a summers breeze

Soaking in the sun picturesque with birds in the trees

Wind sept the ground washing up all the leaves

American's will freeze and i ain’t talking 33 degrees

The ice fills the streets and it’s slippery on your feet

Staring at the ground but not held back by defeat

Hypocrisy is what politicians do best

Given you the image, without all the facts yet

It’s the truth they corrupt the minds of the youth

Print in black and white while I record in the booth

I provide with you the facts not some bullshit image

Illuminati got a ten foot hit list

I got a wish list, it’s on a double page

Wishing it would all go away but I know a way

We can stand up to the lies and then cover ups

Living in a world without any stupid fucks

Who ruin this land to gain wealth and acceptance

Here’s my entrance now I got you’re attention

The importance of attendance is a crucial lesson

So I give you my blessing and still no stressing

(chorus)

(x2)

(verse 2)

Resurrection of real is what i come to appeal

Need to see more rappers spitting lines that are real

It's a huge ordeal that i can’t yet conceal

It needs to be fixed so hip hop can begin to heal

Anatomy of rap is what folks don’t get

Think it’s all fast cars, big cribs and private jets

It’s more than that, man it’s deeper than rap

Homies fronting chatting shit I’ll give you a slap

Gotta bring back the days of the true boom bap

Resurrect from tombs and you'll get it like that

One more time for ya mind like that

I said one more time for ya mind like that

(chorus)

(x2)

(verse 3)

Started pacing, Saab racing

Black and white divided and they call it sub-racing

Ain’t much difference we share the same blood

Same hair, same guts, same cut, different touch

It’s alright coz I’m proud to unite

Celebrate the days that we can mix and have a bite

Pitch dark skies but the streets stay light

Illuminate the path for me to step into the fight

Closed fists but my mind stays open

Sick and tired of hoping so I started moulding

My life right so i could be blessed no doubt

Tryna stay in touch so I can walk the perfect route

I’mma take my time if I need it ain’t a race

First one out the gates doesn’t mean first to place

Never in doubt coz I saw the white gates

Know it’s my place when it’s time to say grace

(chorus)

(x2)