Bringin' the Fyah (Prometheus)
I've been a dormant volcano
But now I'm up to clean up all the shit they push
I'm Mr. Clean with Drano
No complainin' 'cause I know all the shit that they know
And I learn from their mistakes while a brother lay low
I wason the grind, and look, I am still on the grind
But now I'm puttin' in overtime
And times was dark and it's starting to shine
And now, more people is feelin' my rhymes
They're feelin' the vibes, I'm feelin' inspired, It's Fyah
Compared to what I was puttin' out prior
Word to my Niece Koshiya
Got your attention, now It's safe for me to mention
New schoolers get detention, old schoolers get suspension
I'm professor and the prophet, the priest and the President
The rarest element, still residing in your residence
My relevance is testament and even that is relative
We came a long way from lil' ghetto kids
To Ghetto Boys, to Niggas Wit Attitude
Now we self employed Black man in the White House...
We made some noise, But we gotta get louder for this power
But I'm saying, grip the world, grab a hold like it's ours
Too much time spent sleepin' wake up and smell the rose flowers
You too high come down to earth and see what you've been missing
Realize and train your mind for the impossible mission
Most neguss don't have a pot to piss in, nor a well to wish in
Aim your vision, put your eyes on the prize and bring it to fruition
But now I'm up to clean up all the shit they push
I'm Mr. Clean with Drano
No complainin' 'cause I know all the shit that they know
And I learn from their mistakes while a brother lay low
I wason the grind, and look, I am still on the grind
But now I'm puttin' in overtime
And times was dark and it's starting to shine
And now, more people is feelin' my rhymes
They're feelin' the vibes, I'm feelin' inspired, It's Fyah
Compared to what I was puttin' out prior
Word to my Niece Koshiya
Got your attention, now It's safe for me to mention
New schoolers get detention, old schoolers get suspension
I'm professor and the prophet, the priest and the President
The rarest element, still residing in your residence
My relevance is testament and even that is relative
We came a long way from lil' ghetto kids
To Ghetto Boys, to Niggas Wit Attitude
Now we self employed Black man in the White House...
We made some noise, But we gotta get louder for this power
But I'm saying, grip the world, grab a hold like it's ours
Too much time spent sleepin' wake up and smell the rose flowers
You too high come down to earth and see what you've been missing
Realize and train your mind for the impossible mission
Most neguss don't have a pot to piss in, nor a well to wish in
Aim your vision, put your eyes on the prize and bring it to fruition
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Writer(s): Kwame Armstrong
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