This Craft, this beat, this rhyme, this vibe. This style, they say music gives new life. From a source inside that is forever flowin'. . This stage, this mic, this crowd, this show.
Baby do you believe all what's going around you ?. Baby do you believe in me ?. Baby do you believe all what's going around you ?. Baby do you believe in me ?.
I look within yourself. I can see truth,love,. hate inside of you and me. can feel inside of you. Feel my flame, your flame. That burns inside of you and me.
Verse One: Gift of Gab. . Sittin on top of the bay, watchin the tide. It's time to break the tension away, come take a ride. As you enter the dimension of the crew SoleSides.
Yeah. Push the button down. Yeah. Push the button down. . Burn, burn TV burn. Nobody will be saved. Burn, burn TV burn. Nobody knows the side effects.
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah. Blackalicious, the truth speaker. A little somethin'. . Now if you want some best, come with a gun. You can't fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung.
Come in, you're running, you're fighting,. You're bleeding, you're playing like a crack,. But you stay in the tracks. . Living you're hating, you're trying,.
Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. . The hazy days go to nights returning on and on. The eye in the sky that don't lie be watching all y'all. And the troublesome time filled anxieties just keep falling on.
Rain and thunderin'. And lightnin' crumblin'. Building's fallin'. Hurricanes earth shatterin'. . Mid-rains scatterin'. Insane happenin'. Souls keeps burnin'.
Time and time, a brother asks why. The rhyme is not laced with a gangsta touch. I said "Simply because I don't live that way. Still kickin' them rhymes rugged and rough".
Nia. Nia. . Searching for everything already there. For every thought already known. For everything that ever was, is and will be. Struggling, oh, how we struggle.
Homeboys take time and elevate your mind. We came to rock the spot, rock the spot. Homegirls inside, just let your nature rise. We came to rock the spot, rock the spot.
Little darling. You are the Queen. And I think of you with nothing but bad intentions. As hard as I try. To make a scene. My efforts seem to go without a mention.
Rhythm sticks, rhythm sticks, get 'em, go. Rhythm sticks, rhythm sticks, get 'em, go. Rhythm sticks, rhythm sticks, get 'em, go. Rhythm sticks, rhythm sticks, get 'em, go.
Baby I'm falling. So deep with no word of warning. You do that to me. Yeah, you do that to me.. So first of all I'll strip right down. And show myself for what I really am.
[Gift of Gab]. I got rhymes for the deaf dumb and blind. and a 20/20 eyesight; big mouth yappin. crystal clear ear competition mere child's play. when I'm formin up, can't be guarded now, sendin y'all to the.
I won't wait for the world to explode. to tell you how I feel.. So I'm taking this chance to. tell you how I feel.. It's something you already know. deep down inside..
(Release). (Release). (Release). . Prevalent melanin elephant bailin. And carrying sedatives that'll give average lettermen callouses. Wrecking with savageness, catalyst.
(Release). . (Release). . (Release). . [Gift of Gab]. Prevalent melanin elephant bailin. And carrying sedatives that'll give average lettermen callouses.
It's the gift, uh-huh. Here to give your mortal mind a lift, uh-huh. Mack rap verbally pimp, uh-huh. Lace another rhythm with my signature. The gift, uh-huh.