German Beers from VLTR KMBT by VLTR KMBT
my whole crew down
Tracklist
| 11. | German Beers | 2:13 |
Lyrics
Sankofa
No firefighter suit required, I am going in
Crashing through the door, no time no more for frozen limbs
I kick it down with force leaving splinters flying thick
Explicit sounds that scorch, beats and rhymes, the scientist
Propose a theory then I’m trying it, no time to sit
That’s mindlessness I’m moving forward with no minuses
Can’t put myself in prisons made of all the might have beens
No time for nihilists, i’ve got a life to live
The fly proprietors, you know we’ll be the ones to act
From Vintage all the way to now, this thunder shakes abundant cats
And if this makes you feel some kind of way, just run it back
Inclined to stay believing in us, no sweat if none attach
At the day’s end, it’s all worth it if some fun was had
Whatever doesn’t bring me joy? I am done with that
And there’s no changing the path that I’m rapping upon
Pick up some new friends, together make the magic of songs
Forget a seat at a table, I want the room it’s in
Plus the building holding the room, it’s time to move again
I’ve got a gruesome twin that grooves within the beats supplied
My spirit spreads beyond me, amplified the reaper glides
ACT-1
I turn my wounds 2 wisdom when I’m spewing diction
This the true and living proof that god approves my mission
My true conviction is to move units and move the needle
Combating them vultures with Sankofa subduing evil
We move the people with the music we’ve been brewing in the stu
That’ll batter your braggadocio and bruise your ego
Hitting snooze on people trying to ring the alarm
Crying the sky is falling, stringing the ignorant along
To get me to break my leg, don’t have to twist my arm
I hit the stage and perform filled with a sense of calm
Meditative states created by the words I’m saying
Appreciate encouragement, but still prefer a payment
Might have to defer and delay all the plans you’ve been making
Once you hear how we take the mold and just totally break it
Barely a taste of that old original flavor left
Still maintain to try to save what’s left with my remaining breath
If Hip-Hop is truly deceased, at least let me pay my respects
Before I accept that it's fated for death
Credits
prod. by Explicit
