Spirit Of The Rum
Some days I feel caged in
Thoughts a maze I'm escaping
Emotions full of rage
While I'm straining for the patience
And for the placement. My race faced defacement
Every opportunities been stored in the basement
incased in the pavement, afraid to even say shit
Made to plead in pain, broken veins
Slain by stainless, still I'mma say this
Recorded for the playlist
Hoarded thoughts are morbid
Cut the cord just like a bracelet
Always trust the Lord
My shoulders caved to be the favorite
Smoking, blowing O's
For healing grief, and the escapement
Sweet Gelato leaves or any trees that be related
Rolled in fifty sheets, or else the go gets inflated
Raise and pollinate it, scale then weight it
Call the gang then cheer and congregate
About the change you're finally making
Rolling in the banking, I'm Adele. The boat is syncing
Due to all the chatter, they can't fathom what I'm thinking
Awake but never blinking, I foresee the hidden wicked
In my conscience there's a conference, for my noggin
Grab the picket signs. Rebuking sins
So I've diminished mine
Ending cycles of another life
Under the Elders I've been supervised
Spoke the revolution, so the truth
You know is vocalized
I can't be convinced they like my skin
I can't be hypnotized
Break the futile system from within
It must become revised
Who can lead the people? I don't know if I'm the one
Politicians speaking fecal, so I sleep with my own gun
He foresees all the delusions, Got illusions From the Sun
Execute the constitution, this how ruthless I've become
This the 'typa way of thinking when your people from the slums
Different kind of curse I'm breaking
Karmic cycles overcome
Sometimes Sha be wakin' bakin'
On occasions feeling drunk
I'm awake, but Never blinking
This the spirit from the rum nigga
Thoughts a maze I'm escaping
Emotions full of rage
While I'm straining for the patience
And for the placement. My race faced defacement
Every opportunities been stored in the basement
incased in the pavement, afraid to even say shit
Made to plead in pain, broken veins
Slain by stainless, still I'mma say this
Recorded for the playlist
Hoarded thoughts are morbid
Cut the cord just like a bracelet
Always trust the Lord
My shoulders caved to be the favorite
Smoking, blowing O's
For healing grief, and the escapement
Sweet Gelato leaves or any trees that be related
Rolled in fifty sheets, or else the go gets inflated
Raise and pollinate it, scale then weight it
Call the gang then cheer and congregate
About the change you're finally making
Rolling in the banking, I'm Adele. The boat is syncing
Due to all the chatter, they can't fathom what I'm thinking
Awake but never blinking, I foresee the hidden wicked
In my conscience there's a conference, for my noggin
Grab the picket signs. Rebuking sins
So I've diminished mine
Ending cycles of another life
Under the Elders I've been supervised
Spoke the revolution, so the truth
You know is vocalized
I can't be convinced they like my skin
I can't be hypnotized
Break the futile system from within
It must become revised
Who can lead the people? I don't know if I'm the one
Politicians speaking fecal, so I sleep with my own gun
He foresees all the delusions, Got illusions From the Sun
Execute the constitution, this how ruthless I've become
This the 'typa way of thinking when your people from the slums
Different kind of curse I'm breaking
Karmic cycles overcome
Sometimes Sha be wakin' bakin'
On occasions feeling drunk
I'm awake, but Never blinking
This the spirit from the rum nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Ricardo Magnus
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