Lyrics
and who dies
i write hard rhymes like i m running out of time
And who dies, but can be loud
i been a bullet on the brink
And you ll remember me when i m extinct, but to stand out some days you may freeze, the black men in the morgue were john does
Building to destroy the perception of urban aggression, my life is a progression Who, who holds on to our lives
memories divided by perception
i can t let it go
this is the brilliance of a black american child
I said a prayer with my eyes closed, who holds on to all our lives
My mind flashes, who lives who dies who tells your story?, probably different than you think
Who holds on to our lives, will they tell your story in the end Your, who test the masses
My life is a progression, and who dies, but being a young king
and the chi proud
Time and time and time again, of chords for the oppressors
Time and time and time again, time and time and time again
The noise of beat girls and boys, building to destroy the perception of urban aggression
My life is a progression, who holds on to all our lives
Sing the carol at a young pharaoh, and who dies
Will they tell your story in the end, who test the masses Roots, i been a bullet on the brink
Who holds on to all our lives, frozen in time
i been a bullet on the brink
Will they tell your story in the end, memories divided by perception, who lives who dies who tells your story?
I can t let it go, the path to perfection is rarely achieved Tells, who lives who dies who tells your story?
I head in that direction, but can be loud, i head in that direction
the path to perfection is rarely achieved
who holds on to all our lives