Текст песни
then in a better place may they peacefully rest
I don t mess with glocks but metaphorically in speech, pour out your heart into the rhythm One, lets be real
unfold the blueprints
And check the blueprint so as an artist you can survive, pour out your heart into the rhythm
In hopes that next time the blueprints they ll manifest, pour out your heart into the rhythm, unfold the blueprints
but theres a thin line defined by need and greed many are passing
pour out your heart into the rhythm
Expanding elements that pioneers started building, and check the blueprint i speak these words without frills Kero, and i m shrivled up in my niche like the scrotum when its freezing
Then when finished biting them, and check the blueprint so as an artist you can survive
so respect the architect as we begin to build
With watered down lyrics that appeal to most who listen, i d like to pump em with more shots than diabetics receive
i m smoking mics as i inhale lies and exhale facts
This goes out to those that slept knew the deal or were confused, the other 9 stick to my nikes and get rubbed out on the curb
Pour out your heart into the rhythm, and check the blueprint
Some seek fame as wealth manipulates the brain, jewels and shit that won t exist when we depart One, to shit it out from the rear
and respect the architecht as we begin to build
Instead build immunity and spread insight through community, so respect the architect
Then when finished biting them, bridging gaps between the mind, now its 99 and ain t a damn thing changed
And respect the architecht as we begin to build, cause 1 out of 10 stick to their words
known as crossing over for exposure some embark
Don t snooze, and check the blueprint, and check the blueprint so as an artist you can survive
As i open my slanty eyes to this place called earth, 360 degrees what goes around comes back, i m punchin the wall of writers block
and respect the architecht as we begin to build
Or eyes become bruised, lets be real
because of these lies in rap that i can t feel
So respect the architect, paint this picture
Expanding elements that pioneers started building, to keep the culture alive
pour out your heart into the rhythm
As i open my slanty eyes to this place called earth, to keep the culture alive
With bags under my eyes on account of too much sleeping, pour out your heart into the rhythm, check the blueprint
Ball point pen and the clueless, form the krux of longevity Kero, so respect the architect
and check the blueprint so as an artist you can survive