Spiritual

This ain't a song it's a spiritual, therapize life through my parables
Turning terrible times to something bearable
Must be the source of my rage in studios
I'm Chuck D, who wanna step in my terrordome?
They like not me, acting all peaceful, hugging trees
Know they looking for the source of my pencil
The wood same color as caramel
But you can't replicate it, it's homegrown
The lead hit the page like a warzone
My parents were soldiers with war wounds, real shit
I'm not talking bout their time in the navy
No I'm talking bout, cities they came from, uh
Compton and The Bronx had raised em
Shit couldn't have tamed them, but changed em
I see it in the way that they raise me, but lately,
I found the high road evades me, it pains me
Found my time away from the sun has much to offer
Love good, bud good, I'll make it all up at the altar
Hanging with a crowd that drank lean like it's water
Thought I was lame I wasn't bothered
At shows, they would sabotage my beats ain't falter
Start coming off the dome like Gibraltar
Apex predator in a racist settlement, they gon hate my excellence
I'm gon take their rhetoric, break it down to it's elements,
Knock em off they high horse, no pegasus, the rapper need to state his intelligence
I would take offense but I hang with some hooligans
And you don't gotta know what I do with them
They switched up, turning they backs still hurting me how
How they pirated my songs discouraged me
But I'm still in the right field Roberto Clemente
The lady grant wisdom like senseis
She pushing me secretly skilled like Dej Loaf
But ain't rapping, she rather lay low, making me stay close
Keeping the same goals, we style the same clothes
We both got siblings keep us playing the same role
Came from the home where dreams blossom
Me and my brother were playing ball til school started in autumn
Young dumb and broke, met my team at the bottom
Mean the same to my city as bat signals to gotham
Heard the 90s albums and wondered if I could top them
Not in the sense that I would wash them
I want the goats feeling the same awe that I got for them
Keep my pressure up to drop gems, drop gems
Keep pressure on me I'll drop gems
But not until I train, dawg, I been in the gym
Spent years on the floor barely touching the rim
But now I'm getting higher like the Mary J hymn
Finna rip a couple ankles going limb for a limb
Or I'll pull up from the logo, but keep it on the low

Joyriding in the volvo with my sister and bro
We ain't fighting for the aux we'd rather bicker and joke
Now I'm grinning cuz they both bringing peace to my soul
Cuz they only ones that don't ask bout my shows
Stumbled to the stage and started a whole ramble
It started a whole movement, they started to pull cameras
I parted with old patterns and put in some cold practice
I'm leaving em shook, wielding the mic like thor's hammer
Hitting the books, library close with intercoms
Knowledge reaching an echelon, bars leaping to better bounds,
Mind sharp like Tyrion, body trained for a marathon
Balance threatening demigods
If I ever blow it's gonna hit like a spirit bomb
Shit gonna blast off
Singles coming every two weeks and not a bad drop
Bouta see a side of me they kept in the backdrop
Rey Mysterio with the mask off, let's smack down