IMANI MEANS FAITH
The forgotten one
The daughter that wanted to be a son
From a problem I don't run
I may ghost and contemplate the outcomes
I won't be out won
I'm sure my superb wordplay
Will go unheard each day
But speakers blasting my voice loud when no more O is in my lungs
The O is where I'm from
But I'm disgusted with the feeling of a lack of support
Addressed as IP on the court
But I had bigger visions passed the sport
Slave to my mind I wade in the waters of my cries
Spitting heat and I can't pass the torch
I'm chasing the signs
That the younger me envisioned since I could color in lines
Lines get crossed when our colors divide
Lyrics I write I'll narrate on the beat on the fly
Bro your fly open, better close it
Cause on the wall is a fly
Telephone game, your name will be gossiped so quick
Flash photography
Receipts kept, your sheets wet
Your girl wept, how you gon cheat death?
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
Sin city where we was born
Cause Adam and Eve
Vice principal said it's no Adam and Steve
7th grade faced hate of a gay faith
But that's what my name means, Imani
A lyrical prodigy, Da Grandmasta
I'm a creative not just a rapper
Paint pictures for your soul's hunger
Not for fame you see in a plasma
Plastics friends, the bus coming
We all got a Regina
No matter the environment of your region
I'll make you a believer
Feet up as I'm writing but I'm running a fever
Pen steaming
From these emotions I'm letting roam on the page freely
Financially challenged weekly
My own work I'm heavily critiquing
Born in the six month on the sixteenth
Lives lost in a blink
Some my brothers moving weight and I ain't talking bout blink
Some my brothers facing time
Social posts from facetimes
Wasted time in certain moments
But lessons learned through the commotions
I'm floating, on this beat
Words smooth like lotion
Can't be too open
People be loathing
They don't know my story
Nightmares got gory but I wasn't sleeping
Insomnia got me up with my demons
I'm talking my brothers or my feelings
Another ceiling, I will break
I can't hesitate, to give a taste
Of my beautifully twisted mindstate
I'm really a unique soul
Tragedy striking, like lightning
But this bug gon glow, this bug I can't shake
I got the sickest flows
I get wicked though, when the time is needed
I'm confident not conceited
Know it's been greats before my birth
But I'm just tryna see the best version of me with this
Buildings I was sneaking in
To inhale the best tree with friends
At least I thought they was
Repeated roll call and they don't ever show up
Or even have enough class to grow up
Old laughs, drunk fucks
But that's the past
Now I'm writing this as I lay on my wifey ass
She's enough, she's perfect
She's gorgeous, she more than
Anything I've ever imagined
She understands the methods to my madness
Soft kisses, head lifting when I'm crashing
And to my son you can slay any dragon
But your heart is full of gold
You'll probably keep 'em as a pet
I give you all I got in a world that gave me less
Truly blessed
That I've rerouted certain steps to success
And even if I fall the scars will help me reflect
Scars are conversations in which people connect
To my grandma I hope you meet me in the day I take my last breath
Wait, wait the beat almost over
Now how should I snap next?
Like, how should I snap next?
The daughter that wanted to be a son
From a problem I don't run
I may ghost and contemplate the outcomes
I won't be out won
I'm sure my superb wordplay
Will go unheard each day
But speakers blasting my voice loud when no more O is in my lungs
The O is where I'm from
But I'm disgusted with the feeling of a lack of support
Addressed as IP on the court
But I had bigger visions passed the sport
Slave to my mind I wade in the waters of my cries
Spitting heat and I can't pass the torch
I'm chasing the signs
That the younger me envisioned since I could color in lines
Lines get crossed when our colors divide
Lyrics I write I'll narrate on the beat on the fly
Bro your fly open, better close it
Cause on the wall is a fly
Telephone game, your name will be gossiped so quick
Flash photography
Receipts kept, your sheets wet
Your girl wept, how you gon cheat death?
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
Sin city where we was born
Cause Adam and Eve
Vice principal said it's no Adam and Steve
7th grade faced hate of a gay faith
But that's what my name means, Imani
A lyrical prodigy, Da Grandmasta
I'm a creative not just a rapper
Paint pictures for your soul's hunger
Not for fame you see in a plasma
Plastics friends, the bus coming
We all got a Regina
No matter the environment of your region
I'll make you a believer
Feet up as I'm writing but I'm running a fever
Pen steaming
From these emotions I'm letting roam on the page freely
Financially challenged weekly
My own work I'm heavily critiquing
Born in the six month on the sixteenth
Lives lost in a blink
Some my brothers moving weight and I ain't talking bout blink
Some my brothers facing time
Social posts from facetimes
Wasted time in certain moments
But lessons learned through the commotions
I'm floating, on this beat
Words smooth like lotion
Can't be too open
People be loathing
They don't know my story
Nightmares got gory but I wasn't sleeping
Insomnia got me up with my demons
I'm talking my brothers or my feelings
Another ceiling, I will break
I can't hesitate, to give a taste
Of my beautifully twisted mindstate
I'm really a unique soul
Tragedy striking, like lightning
But this bug gon glow, this bug I can't shake
I got the sickest flows
I get wicked though, when the time is needed
I'm confident not conceited
Know it's been greats before my birth
But I'm just tryna see the best version of me with this
Buildings I was sneaking in
To inhale the best tree with friends
At least I thought they was
Repeated roll call and they don't ever show up
Or even have enough class to grow up
Old laughs, drunk fucks
But that's the past
Now I'm writing this as I lay on my wifey ass
She's enough, she's perfect
She's gorgeous, she more than
Anything I've ever imagined
She understands the methods to my madness
Soft kisses, head lifting when I'm crashing
And to my son you can slay any dragon
But your heart is full of gold
You'll probably keep 'em as a pet
I give you all I got in a world that gave me less
Truly blessed
That I've rerouted certain steps to success
And even if I fall the scars will help me reflect
Scars are conversations in which people connect
To my grandma I hope you meet me in the day I take my last breath
Wait, wait the beat almost over
Now how should I snap next?
Like, how should I snap next?
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Writer(s): Imani Paul
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