Blackrevived

To tell the truth

Man it’s been a long time

Since I stepped out on a hoe

And drove right into my prime

But the pleasures not mine

Every second of my rhymes

Hear the effort and the grind

The weight and all the crying

Everything it takes to relieve the pressure on my mind

What it is though?

That’s what it is though

Coming off the dome

This a freestyle flow

You can hear but don’t know

See the kids don’t know

Hope your fears don’t show

See the pain?

See the gains?

But you Still don’t grow

Yeah

But you still don’t grow…..

Master of your craft

But you still don’t blow!

I was wishing I was him

This is real don’t pretend

Making martyrs out of monsters

And a bin of broken men

No sense……

Oh shit….

Ain’t been this way since ‘06

The game need change

So they charged it to me

They was paying for they wins

I was solid for free…..

Let’s…..

Go back to the times

When the target wasn’t mines

Back to when life was a bitch

Though when she talks it was fine

Used to think I’d be rich

Now I walk out the lines

(Now I walk out the lines…..)

Born black……

Now I’m blessed and revived.

Blackrevived.