#tears - Intellectual

[Verse 1: San Williams]

Mom and pop ain't in love no more just another Isis and Osiris

And when I think about my life hoping they love me like I’m Cyrus

A babylonian king, I feel like a babylonian king

Because when it all falls down

You see they blame it all on me

And I cry with my minds eye wide

Feels like my souls been roaming

In the nights sky in a knife fight

Because if they control your mind they control your moments

And I own it

And my time is

So fucking divine and-

Then I close my eye lids

[Breakdown: San Williams]

Everything shinning ain't always diamonds especially nowadays we see trends in sequence, weave is the new natural and even the people who seem like they have hearts of gold, go off, fade, and then they rust and mold

And those with the realest souls are forced to hide behind catacombs covered in battered bones hearts become shattered homes. The original gangsters a myth, the hopeful soul is a legend and the righteous man is extinct... but what are you gonna do about it?

[Prayer]

The lord is my Shepard i shall not want, he makes me lie down in green pastures

He leads me beside still waters, he restores my soul

He leads me in paths of righteousness for his names sake, even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I fear no evil. For though is The Kingdom and The Power in glory Amen

[Verse 2: San Williams]

Been killin’ my vibe, these niggas been killin’ my vibe

Drop my first project in the dark had to show them I was sharp with the spark I’m a fire flame nigga!

Bright ass nigga

My flows be the poor boy monologue

And my speach reek

Of kerosene, feel like a nigga was born on Pentecost

And I feel like

A miracle

The pinnacle of the whole world working against you

They gon get you!

Even those who are close will learn to resent you

But fuck that we got the whole team here

I dont even think were supposed to be here

Lowkey niggas building dreams here

Now I feel like I’m a motherfucking king here

Because I done worn my thorns

And I can feel these romans ripping at my chest

Beating at my head whipping at my chest beating at my leg

I ain’t lost my mind yet

TEST ME

Tell the government come arrest me

The constitutions only constituting my blessing

“Please!”

1st amendment you can all suck my motherfucking testees

Realize I’m a blessing because there will never be a next me

A.S.T.R.O

Only enlightened nigga in his own type of party this is killuminati

Lets count the bodies

I count six

Ugh!

Bullet to the head thats seven

Hip-hop martyr, rest my soul, close my eyes, hope I got to heaven

Out!

[Verse 3: San Williams]

And then I’m back in heresy or Parousia this the resurrection

And my dad’s in The Pen’s

Why I’m mad with this pen

Written about one hundred letters I can never send him

But I know he listen

To my songs

And I hope soon he can sing along

For every fucking note know you're not alone

I know you’re stressed I can hear it in your tone

Hear it in your tone

I can hear it in your tone

Hope when I write my wrongs it’ll help me right a wrong

Still can’t get along

And to my mom

Imma get you a home

Until then mom

Imma pray that you’re strong and I pray that my grandma can watch me get on

And I know that it’s stressful back home

Keep making prayers and the devil will leave you alone

Tell him get out your home

GET OUT OUR HOME!

In a new state of mind man I found my own zone, ever since I closed my eyes and unlocked my crown man this kind done found his thrown!

[Bridge: Monte Carlo]

Over the years cried so many tears

I just thank the lord that a nigga's here