The Tower - SA-ROC

Listen, everything happens for a reason

Feti born, elders die all things in season

These days I’m just tryna get in where I squeeze in

Scratch that I bust the game open till it’s bleeding

That’s that

guerilla warfare no man will ever stop me

Cuz I run with tall black-skin Anunnaki

With 4 pounds of silver-plated chrome in they pockets

But most days I am non-violent

Just don’t cut my ways and I remain silent

And when I speak my truth weighs a ton

The scales tip as bricks of gold fall off my tongue

Your balls become stiff and cold as you succumb

To the spit I hold between my for fun

Yeah, and all I get it from my daddy

«I'm OK baby, raised up on the «tragedy

They say we that have it good, I say that they imagining

I came from war in war state

Anger seeped through jacked teeth cuz they couldn’t get a warm plate

I made it out with a number two in the clean slate

A dirty conscience haunts me but I shouldn’t even be awake

Cuz I was born in the eighties just like my friend was

But now I’m hitting text about this from an overdose

And not that he was my closest friend but I hold him close

He lived across the street in apartment B where they sold the dope

And yes I’m going on a tangent, my mind is running rampant

And writing this the only way I handle it

The booth is like my cell therapy, ask Goudy

My words like food for the soul, I go to pass with them

And past cathartic, this is life saving for me

14 years old, slicing lungs what life gave up on me

But I had KRS and De La Soul and Brand Nu

To say that hip-hop showed me God is nothing short of pure

Sure I do this to prove a point to my critics

Lyrics like fire bullets gets to finish

My limits have been crossed

Now I made it my business to personally massacre these rappers

Who’re packing shit with a ribbon

Resented the children who don’t know how to tell the difference

Between a liar or an authentic or being alive and just living

I’m here to tell you my vision with IMAX precision

My story line is still building, the climax impending

But I am the protagonist but I come out winning

The top is a long way from my starting humble beginnings

I’m finna get it like a champion

Going after

I’m tryna send it back to the middle

When it’s settled I’m telling you

I done mastered the rhythm

Me without a mic is like a beat without a snare

Don’t you even go there

Tear into your ego

Style with no rehearsal