Through the Pain

Yeah
Through the pain, I had to really hear myself for better
Through the pain, I had to understand me for better
Through the pain, I had to cut people off that were cancer
Who wasn't conducive that's hurting me leaving with no answers
Through the pain, I had to understand that
No matter the hate in the world you cant be replying with the hate back
Through the pain, I had to realize what really matters
Cause money, fame, and clout
Never been deciding factors
Through the pain, I was doing some soulsearching
Finding my goal to question whether not is it really worth something
Anytime I look fear in its eyes
I told him I cannot reply
I will keep on fighting till my soul expires
I will not give in time will tell
The last of the Mohegans I battled tremendous demons
By learning that life was precious and cultivated my being and channel all of the energy
Aim it to all my doubter's peace sign
The devil couldn't quest me not again I'm godlike
You can even feel it in my soul
As I'm walking throughout the trenches
My journey to mount zion
Essential to building character
Killing every rapper who tried to get me
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Found solace while meditating in darkness
Mastered the war with art
Now I'm drawing cannons in parchment
Redefine it with parch meant
Cause I thirst to go at niggas who hide and rattle over their caucus
I'm gods gift
The aroma been heaven scent
I'm beyond fit
Been exercising my demons
I'm beyond sick
I leave em totaled in silence got coffins going around like a ring coronavirus
My footage resembles milage
Of Jessie Owens whose riding
A Chevy going to pocket the Fetti
Holding my spot was a Messy Plight
That ignited the fire the wicked blowed
In my winning stripes was a breeze like a walk in the park
I'm showing ambition drove my legacy
Challengers quote my pedigree
Malice molded the measures
That matters most in this melody
Balance focus integrity
Callous coated my conscious
Navigated through hate when my destination was promised
Never changed for that nonsense
And my vengeance was never the motive
I muted the vulgar vultures whose vision was supported
I mutilated the fabrications you thought was close-knit
I leave scars
Remnants of Riq Trot
Knowing my roots was probably the reason we black for
Peddled away from stigmas that pollinated this sickness
Now every picture or image is healing our platform



Credits
Writer(s): Jemuel Flecha
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