RADIANT CHILD
Yeah, da-da da da la-la la
la-la la la la-la la
Yeah, la-la la la la-la la
Yeah
Yo, spreading love, peace and good vibes for a living
And I ain't quitting till I seen five billion
Middle fingers to the system
Tell me, what's a man without a vision and ambition
Hell yeah I'm on a mission
To gratify each and everybody that takes time to listen
To this food for soul, food for thought
Age 13 I turned the booth to a kitchen
Since then I've been cooking
Crack and meth, methodology is,
Stay sharp dedicated and consistent
I was raised to trust nobody but my own intuition
Cause this rap game is like the dope game my nigga, it ain't safe
Man, this music is the drug and the people is the turf
Niggas tryna smoke me so I gotta stay tough
Looking up, got my mind on my money
No time for criticism, when a fake nigga start talking
I just look away and spark my ism
Talé Sheezy (yeah)
Got my mind on my money
No time for criticism, when a fake nigga start talking
I look away and spark my ism
I was born to be an artist and I'm always gonna be
Mama always told me "do what makes you happy
You should live your dream, as long as you're free
You know I love you because I love me"
I was born to be an artist and I'm always gonna be
Mama always to me "do what makes you happy
You should live your dreams as long as you're free
You know I love you because I love me"
(Oooh) yeah because I love me (eh-eh)
Yeah because I love me (ooh)
Now you listening to the illest nigga you know in this metropolis
I'm rolling this Buddha as I think about who's copping this
I'm calling this one, 'one time for your mind'
Still in a world of my own I refuse to be a colonist
Middle fingers to the system and whoever is controlling this industry
Making sure that niggas like I stay anonymous
Your shenanigans ain't working
Cause I'm gaining quite some prominence
Thanks to my previous tape
First album still rhyming this-truth
Be forewarned this isn't your song if you love to dance
You a fool if you ignoring this
It's important that you knowing this
Never let your mind get invaded by loneliness
Cause it ain't gone be long enough
Till it takes away your confidence, I've been there
When a nigga got screwed up
By a chick whose face I saw in the clouds
Every time that I looked up, every rhyme that I cooked up
Was part of the master plan to make sure we had a great future
I'm talking bout our little ones
Running round our eight-bedroom mansion
It all fell apart the moment she chose to hookup, with who?
Somebody younger and less handsome
I know Dama told dissin' ain't the answer
But pardon me my nigga I'm a nasty battle rapper
Every chick I'm with is either a thot or a little ratchet
Sometimes I fear I ain't gone find a keeper
till my body in a casket, I refuse to believe that
Still waiting on my Zipporah, guess I'm Moses in a basket
Free the people from mental slavery, that's a prospect
Free your mind through this art nigga
It's the modern day Basquiat
One time for your mind, Talé Sheezy
I was born to be an artist and I'm always gonna be
Mama always told me "do what makes you happy
You should live your dreams as long as you're free
You know I love you because I love me"
I was born to be an artist and I'm always gonna be
Mama always told me "do what makes you happy
You should live your dreams as long as you're free
You know I love you because I love me"
(Oooh) Yeah because I love me
Oooh ahh
Yeah because I love me (ooh)
Ah ah ahh
la-la la la la-la la
Yeah, la-la la la la-la la
Yeah
Yo, spreading love, peace and good vibes for a living
And I ain't quitting till I seen five billion
Middle fingers to the system
Tell me, what's a man without a vision and ambition
Hell yeah I'm on a mission
To gratify each and everybody that takes time to listen
To this food for soul, food for thought
Age 13 I turned the booth to a kitchen
Since then I've been cooking
Crack and meth, methodology is,
Stay sharp dedicated and consistent
I was raised to trust nobody but my own intuition
Cause this rap game is like the dope game my nigga, it ain't safe
Man, this music is the drug and the people is the turf
Niggas tryna smoke me so I gotta stay tough
Looking up, got my mind on my money
No time for criticism, when a fake nigga start talking
I just look away and spark my ism
Talé Sheezy (yeah)
Got my mind on my money
No time for criticism, when a fake nigga start talking
I look away and spark my ism
I was born to be an artist and I'm always gonna be
Mama always told me "do what makes you happy
You should live your dream, as long as you're free
You know I love you because I love me"
I was born to be an artist and I'm always gonna be
Mama always to me "do what makes you happy
You should live your dreams as long as you're free
You know I love you because I love me"
(Oooh) yeah because I love me (eh-eh)
Yeah because I love me (ooh)
Now you listening to the illest nigga you know in this metropolis
I'm rolling this Buddha as I think about who's copping this
I'm calling this one, 'one time for your mind'
Still in a world of my own I refuse to be a colonist
Middle fingers to the system and whoever is controlling this industry
Making sure that niggas like I stay anonymous
Your shenanigans ain't working
Cause I'm gaining quite some prominence
Thanks to my previous tape
First album still rhyming this-truth
Be forewarned this isn't your song if you love to dance
You a fool if you ignoring this
It's important that you knowing this
Never let your mind get invaded by loneliness
Cause it ain't gone be long enough
Till it takes away your confidence, I've been there
When a nigga got screwed up
By a chick whose face I saw in the clouds
Every time that I looked up, every rhyme that I cooked up
Was part of the master plan to make sure we had a great future
I'm talking bout our little ones
Running round our eight-bedroom mansion
It all fell apart the moment she chose to hookup, with who?
Somebody younger and less handsome
I know Dama told dissin' ain't the answer
But pardon me my nigga I'm a nasty battle rapper
Every chick I'm with is either a thot or a little ratchet
Sometimes I fear I ain't gone find a keeper
till my body in a casket, I refuse to believe that
Still waiting on my Zipporah, guess I'm Moses in a basket
Free the people from mental slavery, that's a prospect
Free your mind through this art nigga
It's the modern day Basquiat
One time for your mind, Talé Sheezy
I was born to be an artist and I'm always gonna be
Mama always told me "do what makes you happy
You should live your dreams as long as you're free
You know I love you because I love me"
I was born to be an artist and I'm always gonna be
Mama always told me "do what makes you happy
You should live your dreams as long as you're free
You know I love you because I love me"
(Oooh) Yeah because I love me
Oooh ahh
Yeah because I love me (ooh)
Ah ah ahh
Credits
Writer(s): Mubinga Mutale Chileshe
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