(verse 1)
Whether you believe in me or Destiny, you gotta believe in something. Magick. Practicing. Come bring it! Someone wanna sing. Let them free! Sing from your chest! From your stomach. "Comin' through!" Vomit. Can't stop it. As long as I'm Gothic, I got it. Bombing. Like Sound-. Jamaican folks, get down! Making quotes within the crown. Making folks... get down! That's the way I rise. The way I do. Can't be escapable. Gotta keep you in the Python trap. I'll be right back with a song... that I write.
(hook)
I just want to see the people rise.
I just want to set the people free.
I just want to get the people high.
I want you
to believe.
(verse 2)
There must be a different way to adjust things. Bustin rhymes mean you're just free. Except when you write it. You're free to write, but you're enslaved to the rhythm. A slave to the rhythm. 16 bars. Far from enough to reach the stars. But I keep it enclosed and powerful, so those who need to know will know that Sour and Dro is the way to reach it. Freedom in the high. Never leaving anybody by. Being by the side of anybody. The greatest support system for a drug. Forcing your listening. I'm bugged. Like an engineer. Make it work. Make it mix. Regardless I make you sit with this crazy shit!
(hook)
I just want to see the people rise.
I just want to set the people free.
I just want to get the people high.
I want you
to believe.
(verse 3)
I laugh in the face of DOOM. I panic in the face of happiness. My penis is happy 'cause I have not been inside of a womb. Exactly what you get is all I give. All I conjure up. A monster, but far from stuck with Contra. I'm not in a game. Sonic Frontiers. Open season. Open range. You know the name. Spoken flames. Over brains. Like a headache from an ice cream cone, ya know? So don't complain. You got the flavor. It's major. SEGA made me a major playa. Thank Yah! So I'm rollin deep with just one. You know me. Poetry Adjust.
(hook)
I just want to see the people rise.
I just want to set the people free.
I just want to get the people high.
I want you
to believe.
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I'm sure this needs explaining, but it's pretty much a think piece about being a Gothic monarch (figure) and trying to promote one's kingdom to parts unknown.
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I'm sure this needs explaining, but it's pretty much a think piece about being a Gothic monarch (figure) and trying to promote one's kingdom to parts unknown.
Including the kingdom, full of infidels and sleep folk.
#beseated
