I escape with my mind, body, an d soul, ready
to unload for the whole pile, no fractions,
we dominate as crews deteriorate while climbing
up the charts, hail the great of all victims,
the consequences, your top ten list is senseless
and living my life's the reason
For the unexplained actions,
I didn't want to, but had to
Hit upsides, front and back,
While I'm waiting, I get by by all means
Thieving back, knowledge stolen
from us in the first place
Leading me to the oak land,
Until then, time's ticking
material items, make fools funk
I've heard stories and seem to tell in detail,
but now I master arts of life, music, and
Headin' for the glory, focus on 640 acres,
major paper, with dope tracks so you can go
Rememberin' the times, when tombs told you the times,
Cidal skin and legends will live on,
as pressures apply to my people.
Fate measures the distance of death,
after all those oppressed years of strugglin' just
I'll be damned, they take me out quiet, rebels riot,
that's real, steel remains cocked,
waiting for this shit to jump off
It's sequenced to the peak of
perfection the plan is in effect
No one manners except attempt
escape and catch the wreck
Of reality crashing into you
from the back and the sides
When the children of the sky rise,
It's sequenced to the peak of
perfection the plan is in effect
No one manners except attempt
escape and catch the wreck
Of reality crashing into you
from the back and the sides
When the children of the sky rise,
At times I question my own limits
so I'm in it for the long haul
Catch myself kickin' upon the wrong wall,
even trippin' but I'm strong fallin'
Victim to the power of that song
And try but find the exit and cor
And sack up with myself cause
there's no one else to look to
Sinker but forgot about the hook few
I mistook the greed for am bition
Dishin' out my soul like I was rich and
didn't care about the script
When it was written now I'm
But never been blind to the true fact
that no one's got your back
Only react when action's crucial,
With a youthful approach,
I keep my head straight and scope out the conditions
Live my rendition of a tight -ass rhyme,
live in le gend's cytope, it's like united we climb
and combine our minds to the beat
Keep it hidden underneath so
It's sequenced to the peak of perfection,
attempt escape and catch the wreck
Of reality crashing into you from
When the children of the sky rise
It's sequenced to the peak of perfection,
No one man is exempted when to
escape and catch the wreck
Of reality crashing into you from
When the children of the skies rise,
I went to the neighborhood pay less and stole the pick.