Letras
Eighteen months I was there
Eighteen months every single day
I didn't get to see my family, I didn't get to see my friends
I was there every single day
Wake up, clean the dojo
Do your squats, do your push-ups
Make the chanko
That was my life for eighteen months
Eighteen months
Rumble, young bull, rumble
Keep your peace tucked in
Don't you fumble when you in the field, subtle
I try to be
But time's call for war and I'm a seed of poverty
Going up against monopolies
Independent, self-made
Emotional, mental health
Regret is battling myself daily
Got too much to accomplish even if life is fatal, shit
I put my hands on depression like I'm Gabriel Kidd
Making a list and crossing out my demons
Knees to face, now we even
Leaving nothing untouched
From New York to Nottingham
Everybody got a plan till they face lumped
I already won
Woke up today feeling blessed
Cause stress is a part of the devil's process
But my strength is God's sent so I digress
Ya fish
What's next
What's next
Well, I think I'm a bit too late for the party to have a match right here
But I'm gonna be in Riverside, California
Aim for the stars, that's what I tell my peers
Even though I'm shooting past all these aging fears
I'll probably get laughed off for touching on these topics
But those are the people that I'm drumming on
Be gone and seek help, stop it
Nobody likes a tough guy
Who's inside softer than some gildan cotton
My village built on those who communicate
To keep the children bobbing and weaving
All the things we never learned
Never burned bridges unless they brought the urn to be ashes in
Game day, war ready
I hope you're armed heavy, ain't no backing out
I came to make a statement straight bats to mouth