Temporary Kings
Yeah, huh, uh, yeah, uh
Raise a glass to the young
Life's fast, it'll all be gone in a flash when it's done
Let's all salute the passionate ones
Now that you all the manifestations of what the past has become
On the path for the fun, moving fast for the funds
In a clash with the past as you moving after your ones
I pray you on the path to become much greater than your era
I'm hoping that you can last when it's done
The truth is, you wouldn't last where I'm from
Cause the first in this era would be the last where I'm from
Each verse is a terrible flaming blast from a gun
Where the first one to shoot is the last one to run
The purpose of music's to move the passion from one
Person and fuse it into the masses with love
So even if violent, we spread the science like it's drugs
To raise you up higher, you can't deny it, this is us
Yeah
We doing legendary things
In the land of the lost, we live by necessary means
We some hereditary Gs, we're permanent royalty
In this land of temporary kings
We paint the pictures, every scene
Even what's never seen, we can turn nothing into everything
Every man, young person, every queen
We're permanent royalty in this land of temporary kings
Yeah
How do you define greatness
Do we all gotta compare to the past to make a statement
Do I gotta be on twitter, in favorites to be your favorite
Do I need to put myself in a box to make a playlist
Do bitches gotta kiss other bitches to get the wages
Do they train us when they put these rich niggas in cages
If the king of New York was just a troll, living dangerous
Then what does that say for the up and coming generations
Get money, live hungry, and die faster
Cherish every moment, intelligent, fly, bastards
To ya'll we looking slow in this moment, but time passes
Imagine just how much you could do once your mind's mastered
Keep building, you can rise to the ceiling
You still gon' get your money, just find somebody that feels it
You momentarily monetizing, I'm on some real shit
Cause being hot right now is okay, but I'm for the children
Yeah
We doing legendary things
In the land of the lost, we live by necessary means
We some hereditary Gs, we're permanent royalty
In this land of temporary kings
We paint the pictures, every scene
Even what's never seen, we can turn nothing into everything
Every man, young person, every queen
We're permanent royalty in this land of temporary kings
Uh, yeah
I use loyalty as my royalty
Gems all in my crown chakra, there's no avoiding me
Operate on beats like a doctor when they're in surgery
Masked-up like phantom of opera when doing burglaries
Pure hora of the Shakur's, you could never murder me
In essence, cause my true presence is in the words I speak
For sure, Ali, Nasir, Kweli,
Monsieur Nègre, Russel Jones, and Ghandi
I could use light to beam words outta the atmosphere
I was raised by B.I.G., so no lil' rappers dare
We weeded out what was wack, so they ain't have to hear
Saved the classics, they still don't give half a care
A colorful braid-twist present and future
I hope that it locks and we unite like we used to
So whether you on blocks with the shooters, or on laptop computers
As producers, recognize we not losers, we're the truest
Yeah
We doing legendary things
In the land of the lost, we live by necessary means
We some hereditary Gs, we're permanent royalty
In this land of temporary kings
We paint the pictures, every scene
Even what's never seen, we can turn nothing into everything
Every man, young person, every queen
We're permanent royalty in this land of temporary kings
Raise a glass to the young
Life's fast, it'll all be gone in a flash when it's done
Let's all salute the passionate ones
Now that you all the manifestations of what the past has become
On the path for the fun, moving fast for the funds
In a clash with the past as you moving after your ones
I pray you on the path to become much greater than your era
I'm hoping that you can last when it's done
The truth is, you wouldn't last where I'm from
Cause the first in this era would be the last where I'm from
Each verse is a terrible flaming blast from a gun
Where the first one to shoot is the last one to run
The purpose of music's to move the passion from one
Person and fuse it into the masses with love
So even if violent, we spread the science like it's drugs
To raise you up higher, you can't deny it, this is us
Yeah
We doing legendary things
In the land of the lost, we live by necessary means
We some hereditary Gs, we're permanent royalty
In this land of temporary kings
We paint the pictures, every scene
Even what's never seen, we can turn nothing into everything
Every man, young person, every queen
We're permanent royalty in this land of temporary kings
Yeah
How do you define greatness
Do we all gotta compare to the past to make a statement
Do I gotta be on twitter, in favorites to be your favorite
Do I need to put myself in a box to make a playlist
Do bitches gotta kiss other bitches to get the wages
Do they train us when they put these rich niggas in cages
If the king of New York was just a troll, living dangerous
Then what does that say for the up and coming generations
Get money, live hungry, and die faster
Cherish every moment, intelligent, fly, bastards
To ya'll we looking slow in this moment, but time passes
Imagine just how much you could do once your mind's mastered
Keep building, you can rise to the ceiling
You still gon' get your money, just find somebody that feels it
You momentarily monetizing, I'm on some real shit
Cause being hot right now is okay, but I'm for the children
Yeah
We doing legendary things
In the land of the lost, we live by necessary means
We some hereditary Gs, we're permanent royalty
In this land of temporary kings
We paint the pictures, every scene
Even what's never seen, we can turn nothing into everything
Every man, young person, every queen
We're permanent royalty in this land of temporary kings
Uh, yeah
I use loyalty as my royalty
Gems all in my crown chakra, there's no avoiding me
Operate on beats like a doctor when they're in surgery
Masked-up like phantom of opera when doing burglaries
Pure hora of the Shakur's, you could never murder me
In essence, cause my true presence is in the words I speak
For sure, Ali, Nasir, Kweli,
Monsieur Nègre, Russel Jones, and Ghandi
I could use light to beam words outta the atmosphere
I was raised by B.I.G., so no lil' rappers dare
We weeded out what was wack, so they ain't have to hear
Saved the classics, they still don't give half a care
A colorful braid-twist present and future
I hope that it locks and we unite like we used to
So whether you on blocks with the shooters, or on laptop computers
As producers, recognize we not losers, we're the truest
Yeah
We doing legendary things
In the land of the lost, we live by necessary means
We some hereditary Gs, we're permanent royalty
In this land of temporary kings
We paint the pictures, every scene
Even what's never seen, we can turn nothing into everything
Every man, young person, every queen
We're permanent royalty in this land of temporary kings
Credits
Writer(s): Jamal Ganney
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