On Reincarnation
Yeah
Don't go
So far
Away
I hope you come back one day
Yeah, maybe I could not exist for a while
But I'll always come back to the wild
Looking death in the eyes
I adapt and I smile
We can all see for miles how the bodies have piled
It's bone chilling
Guess it's worth what the Lord willing
and Lord willing
I won't ever hit no ceilings (no ceilings)
I ain't shy of the greed in my eyes
But if angels can fall, then a demon can rise
Beat the odds my whole life, I ain't even surprised
This week I'm mopping floors
Next week it's the fries, huh
But what can I say
I'm only here for a while then it's back to the grave
But anyways
I'm just a clever ape with a snake brain
Without a dollar I'd have still made change
But what can I say
I can leave here with a smile turning black to the grey
Just drop a few lines that might expose you
Question some truths you've been exposed to
Or everything that mold you
Tell my son look, I ain't even gon' hold you
You can only know so much about something that you don't go through
Gonna be a whole lot of forces tryna control you
Telling you what you supposed to and
Some of them gon' kill you
And that's gon' make an old you
You can let your victory console you
Listen and I can show you
Just how we turn a scrap to soul food
Make it global
It's deeper what I lay on Pro Tools
Yeah I know (yeah I know)
This a polymath, flow could pass a polygraph
I been working on my craft, building up the stash
I been working on my math, running up the stats
Know some people hoped I'd fail
Now they prolly' mad
Made something from nothing and then I doubled that
Bout to double that
Yeah you know I double back
On an infinite hustle hands in the rubble
Put the cash in the bag, there won't be any trouble
Wise men work on they mind along with they muscle
Difference 'tween training for war and training for scuffles
Difference that is not so subtle
As the tribe growing rich like truffles
Getting chips like Ruffles
It's an every day struggle, striving for what's above me
Fall in love with the game, but the game ain't gon' love me
Til my energy drain
And I'm shifting through planes
Navigating the pain
And I've thrown everything away
But what can I say
I'm just tryna build a heaven in the body I stay
Before I'm back to the grave
Before I'm back to the grave
Before it all falls down
Before there's nothing to save
Don't go
So far
Away
I hope you come back one day
Yeah, maybe I could not exist for a while
But I'll always come back to the wild
Looking death in the eyes
I adapt and I smile
We can all see for miles how the bodies have piled
It's bone chilling
Guess it's worth what the Lord willing
and Lord willing
I won't ever hit no ceilings (no ceilings)
I ain't shy of the greed in my eyes
But if angels can fall, then a demon can rise
Beat the odds my whole life, I ain't even surprised
This week I'm mopping floors
Next week it's the fries, huh
But what can I say
I'm only here for a while then it's back to the grave
But anyways
I'm just a clever ape with a snake brain
Without a dollar I'd have still made change
But what can I say
I can leave here with a smile turning black to the grey
Just drop a few lines that might expose you
Question some truths you've been exposed to
Or everything that mold you
Tell my son look, I ain't even gon' hold you
You can only know so much about something that you don't go through
Gonna be a whole lot of forces tryna control you
Telling you what you supposed to and
Some of them gon' kill you
And that's gon' make an old you
You can let your victory console you
Listen and I can show you
Just how we turn a scrap to soul food
Make it global
It's deeper what I lay on Pro Tools
Yeah I know (yeah I know)
This a polymath, flow could pass a polygraph
I been working on my craft, building up the stash
I been working on my math, running up the stats
Know some people hoped I'd fail
Now they prolly' mad
Made something from nothing and then I doubled that
Bout to double that
Yeah you know I double back
On an infinite hustle hands in the rubble
Put the cash in the bag, there won't be any trouble
Wise men work on they mind along with they muscle
Difference 'tween training for war and training for scuffles
Difference that is not so subtle
As the tribe growing rich like truffles
Getting chips like Ruffles
It's an every day struggle, striving for what's above me
Fall in love with the game, but the game ain't gon' love me
Til my energy drain
And I'm shifting through planes
Navigating the pain
And I've thrown everything away
But what can I say
I'm just tryna build a heaven in the body I stay
Before I'm back to the grave
Before I'm back to the grave
Before it all falls down
Before there's nothing to save
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Writer(s): Nigel Robinson
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