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lyrical manifesto - sa-roc lyrics

[verse 1]
this is the end of the end
so i’ll pretend to pin my heartfelt condolences
but you’ll be told or grown immune
to what will soon become too superficial showmanship showmanship
these are the times for the rebels and renegades
for heavens to be preserved for the deserving and not the sage
for writers that celebrated in favor of entertainers
and freedom of one’s expression ain’t threatened by record labels
ah, i’m not the one but i’m one of a million voices
in danger by radio station playing it just for paper, i’m saying
i could decimate the best of the popular players
with lyrical paintings taken from my imagination
they call me sa*roc cause i’m hard not for alcohol
so don’t forget the dash and no you cannot call me stacey
i can sp*cing on the farm and then commas and comets bombing you
profit in lower case with all my universe statements

[chorus]
when the lights off and the curtain closed
i’m still here. no, hype just pure dope
no smoke. no mirrors. i’m still woke
when the cop crows and the glock blows
i’m still clear. rhymes sounding like a real hope
third eye stay open like the lid broke broke
[verse 2]
this is the music of the next generations
of secular nations evaded by god’s the terrestrial nature
remove your shoes and come and piece of will be forced to use
our weapons of language are tools of effective intimidation
oh and while i’m at it i’m adding attacks
tickets are for the oxygen wasted on sp*ce your body’s occupation
by you suffocated me for all these years
i kept my cool in that were proving that this summer well for patiently wait
until time for standing ovations
this revolution in 200 words or less behold for revelation
i’m taking that cools and removing the top see when your movement marostica read like a who’s who in the news is abusive. i know what my budget right now is i can’t go round for a like a pugilist. even your tooth in this eighth and stupid but you will learn today for testing me without your proof and spitting i go p**p before the splatter hit your naked pupils

[verse 3]
now you remember the g*nius born in december
sworn to defend the honor of poets born of agenda
not to be arrogant, but
i swear were repairing the game with just two words until my opening sentence
i’m hoping you finish so stoking your friend
it’s like smoking the embers and watching your dreams to composing a freaking send us
we the people hold these truths to be self*evident
evidence in the form of letters trying together in excellence
now, i’m a little c*cky got a bit of gavi and me
got you babe black and green with envy that your problem with me
honestly. i can help them kind of this music genre
as long as you understand that i promise to be no common
so we can call a truce for the time you tried to push myself style
and pass it off like you was cut from champion cloth
because i’m the king and queens and now that i could cram supreme
i trusted to be graceful and back down the score that on the system
[chorus]
when the lights off and the curtain closed
i’m still here. no, hype just pure dope
no smoke. no mirrors. i’m still woke
when the cop crows and the glock blows
i’m still clear. rhymes sounding like a real hope
third eye stay open like the lid broke broke

- sa roc lyrics

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