Train of Thought
I come from the future
Give a fuck about today
Gold in my ears
Loverman like Shabba Ranks
And I bring her over here then we
Fuck and meditate
Almost need to grow weed
Cause I smoke it everyday
Take a couple puffs don't bogart
My sonic stays perfect, it's that sonar
Ayyy
You try to rush but you won't go far
Paitence is a virtue, try to hold on
Training my thoughts, it's the train of my thoughts
You could make them you own or remain in the box
You can find you the key, or can keep that shit locked
Doesn't matter to me bro I broke all those boxes
Why make time when no-one pays a dime
To renumerate a rhyme over the ching chime
Ch-ch-ch-ching chime, ch-ch-ch-ching chime
Why make time when no-one pays a dime
To renumerate a rhyme over the ching chime
Ch-ch-ch-ching chime, ch-ch-ch-ching chime
I don't give a fuck if she could buy you a Rover
Run fast little bro, she's a chucha la loca
Smelling the coffee, wake up like a mocha
Stand up like a soldier, grow like the coca
The shit that you talk bananas you know it
I stand up on top like Rambo in first blood
I'm the man now, you know they can't hurt us
Broadcasting everywhere, know that they heard us
In dire need of reason
In a truly deaf nation
Without an education, there is no real democracy
Like buggy the pirate I did this shit flashily
Call me the captain, I always got cash with me
Making my moves, my ascension is rapid
See where I'm from then you knew that shit had to be
Buzzing from watching others dramatic lies
As the TV slyly stares at me
Call me Son Goku, I'm dining at Nobu
I write in my notebook
You watch on your roku
I wrote the screenplay for the movie you're watching
I wrote lyrics for the song you claim is your favourite
Open your eyes, open your mouths, close your hands, and make a fist
Looking like a wildcard, hit it with my 9 iron
Then I got a hole in one
Albatross the par 5
Now I gotta roll it up
Smoking on that top 5
Until an old man I'll be staying alive
But I'm top 5 emcees dead or alive
You can't fuck with me, the boy is a God
You claim your free, your prisons your mind
I said, fuck the system, they made it a lie
Rock and roll music is never gonna die
That Hip Hop music is never gonna die
Headline's music will always stay alive
And I'll always stay the King until the day I, uhh
Open your eyes, open your mouths, close your hands, and make a fist
I'll show you my vision, this shit is my mission
I made that decision
To keep that shit rhythmic
I plot with precision to make you see synestesia, yeah
Open your eyes, open your mouths, close your hands, and make a fist
Fight for your rights if your brown or your white
If your black or your tan, we can take us a stand
We could change the whole world with the blink of an eye
We could manifest change, keep that peace on your mind
But keep the freedom to fight
It could change in one night
Think about power
The world it is ours
You don't get what is yours if you're being a coward
These our our people, and this is our land
It's time to move up, and then this is our plan
Go get what is yours, cause its your shit to get
I'ma get what is mine, yo you know that I am, uhh
Give a fuck about today
Gold in my ears
Loverman like Shabba Ranks
And I bring her over here then we
Fuck and meditate
Almost need to grow weed
Cause I smoke it everyday
Take a couple puffs don't bogart
My sonic stays perfect, it's that sonar
Ayyy
You try to rush but you won't go far
Paitence is a virtue, try to hold on
Training my thoughts, it's the train of my thoughts
You could make them you own or remain in the box
You can find you the key, or can keep that shit locked
Doesn't matter to me bro I broke all those boxes
Why make time when no-one pays a dime
To renumerate a rhyme over the ching chime
Ch-ch-ch-ching chime, ch-ch-ch-ching chime
Why make time when no-one pays a dime
To renumerate a rhyme over the ching chime
Ch-ch-ch-ching chime, ch-ch-ch-ching chime
I don't give a fuck if she could buy you a Rover
Run fast little bro, she's a chucha la loca
Smelling the coffee, wake up like a mocha
Stand up like a soldier, grow like the coca
The shit that you talk bananas you know it
I stand up on top like Rambo in first blood
I'm the man now, you know they can't hurt us
Broadcasting everywhere, know that they heard us
In dire need of reason
In a truly deaf nation
Without an education, there is no real democracy
Like buggy the pirate I did this shit flashily
Call me the captain, I always got cash with me
Making my moves, my ascension is rapid
See where I'm from then you knew that shit had to be
Buzzing from watching others dramatic lies
As the TV slyly stares at me
Call me Son Goku, I'm dining at Nobu
I write in my notebook
You watch on your roku
I wrote the screenplay for the movie you're watching
I wrote lyrics for the song you claim is your favourite
Open your eyes, open your mouths, close your hands, and make a fist
Looking like a wildcard, hit it with my 9 iron
Then I got a hole in one
Albatross the par 5
Now I gotta roll it up
Smoking on that top 5
Until an old man I'll be staying alive
But I'm top 5 emcees dead or alive
You can't fuck with me, the boy is a God
You claim your free, your prisons your mind
I said, fuck the system, they made it a lie
Rock and roll music is never gonna die
That Hip Hop music is never gonna die
Headline's music will always stay alive
And I'll always stay the King until the day I, uhh
Open your eyes, open your mouths, close your hands, and make a fist
I'll show you my vision, this shit is my mission
I made that decision
To keep that shit rhythmic
I plot with precision to make you see synestesia, yeah
Open your eyes, open your mouths, close your hands, and make a fist
Fight for your rights if your brown or your white
If your black or your tan, we can take us a stand
We could change the whole world with the blink of an eye
We could manifest change, keep that peace on your mind
But keep the freedom to fight
It could change in one night
Think about power
The world it is ours
You don't get what is yours if you're being a coward
These our our people, and this is our land
It's time to move up, and then this is our plan
Go get what is yours, cause its your shit to get
I'ma get what is mine, yo you know that I am, uhh
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Elechko
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