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the tower - sa-roc lyrics

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 [?]
with 4 pounds of silver platted 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 b-lls become stiff and cold and you succ-mb
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 t–th 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 p-ss 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 m-ssacre these rappers
who’re packing sh-t 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

[outro]
-scratches-
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

- sa roc lyrics

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