Miracles

Let it be known I'm a man of many weapons
Can rap, write, sing and compose chord progressions
You dont make it out of hell... without a few burns to the flesh
A few ropes round your neck
A few foes you owe debts
Some heavy blows to the chest

I'ma make amends 'fore its all said and done
Pull up in the matte black, get up out, let it run
Get a new vest, get the shells, get the gun
Run up in the op spot, whip it out (Click) ugh

Vengeance best served cold with hot lead
I've emerged a hot head
Leaving horse heads in beds
Offers you can't refuse for them dudes
Coffins for them that doubt that I can prove
Why the fuck the world keep me around
I left my old self underground
No sound
Quiet on set, there's a master at work
Been bezerk
Seen them shadows in the dark where I lurked
On a search
For a redemption arc
Out here like Louis and Clark
Hoping I'm hitting the mark
Begging the world to start
Keeping us alive
The forces at be refuse to split the pie

Just the other week you woke up feeling the greatest
Woke up this morning your potential feeling wasted
Tired of staring at holes in your shoes
What to do?
Let it bang, put a few holes in a few
So it's time to dabble in some espionage
Jimmy Bond in the Porsche out the garage
Lady in the shotgun, light hitting her décolletage
You see the shimmer, beginners come get involved

Never too late to reach great
Don't ever be too meek to reach peak
And all them days we were so scared to speak
Might as well do it now, its getting bleak

I can say I believe in miracles
I can say I believe in miracles
I can say I believe in
I can say I believe in
I can say I believe in miracles