The Reckoning - SA-ROC

Woke up this morning trying to formulate this masterpiece

Flow is blocked up 'til I check the blogs up

For my competition and I got loops, milk of magnesia

If you new to my acquaintance, I’m so glad to meet’cha

This Sa-Roc no relation to the alcohol, but relationships to alcoholics closer

then I’d like to mention

I’m in the league with greatest of all timers

And y’all forget about me for one line that cats that lag to mention

I come from a family of artists.

I get it honest, so I’m sensitive around the

albums I feel the strongest 'bout

You would think my cannon was my first born, the way I nurse poems into 16's so

they can leave the house

And I can’t help but be a little spiritual since my parental’s had me chanting

mantras since the age of 6, boy

And this officially a fricken' miracle that my credentials have landed Roc onto

the greatest of this world

If I had a nickel for every moment I missed cause I was sitting at my 9 to 5,

I’d be listing Forbes tonight

So now we’re free to do some damage, I’m gon' change the game to something

beautiful and we gon' watch it metamorphisize

Turn these rap cocoons into black baboons, try to keep us in the trap and we

gon' magically be forced to fly

I’d rather be up in the hills of Jamaica writing brilliant creations with the

quills of a porcupine

But my double exes makes successes hard to grasp

They give me pats on the back for all this blood, sweat, and tears

Tell me «job well done» after appearances, and still giving these ignorant

ninjas all the cash

Conspiracy?

Definitely

They’d rather see the death of me before they support an MC with lyrical

integrity

Hey I ain’t make the rules but I’ma break 'em

That’s that Rebel shit

Hold the world hostage with my bars

Watch that metal click

I’d rather be remembered for my quick wit and intelligence

Than big tits and a swelling ass cause looks never last forever

I’m like the best of Darth Vader and Skywalker, family product of two sides,

dark and light smashed together

Perfect combination of church and abomination, I’m person to file with the grace

And I was never one for black and whites

That’s why I segregate my regular life from out my rap vocabulary

I’m too scared I’ll never get the accent right

But I’m well versed at murdering egos you should encourage your vast egos to

play it safe as they clearing me

Have a habit of embarrassing my opponent by slaying these lyrical omens,

and they keep a healthy fear of me

Hip-Hop is the answer for John, Jackson, and Biggie

I’m ready to die before they take away my freedom to write, son

If you think they gon' silence me I guarentee there finna be a fire storm in

the media tonight y’all