Текст песни
Seconds on the record
Season after season intravenous
Was in my blood since adolescents and the fetus
The game will feed us
Strategic meaning like Archimedes
Graffiti turned to theater
When leaving these pens bleeding
These rap adaptable classical masterpieces
Spreading like diseases
The last of a dying species
Last of a dying breath left from rapper architects
Alphabetic slaughter with origins from cassettes
Memories in silhouettes
Shadows in smoke from cigarettes
Legends in the game and in the flesh
And then it's after death
After life
Basking the light
Survive the pain in sacrifice
And through the strife
Could never quench my thirst or appetite
Reckless, breathless, blocks connected like Tetris
Descendants of the culture
Through these scriptures and these lectures
Levels of ascension
Through the trenches not an entrance
My gems is off the necklace
Whenever this life will test us
My gems is off the necklace
Whenever this life will test us
My gems is off the necklace
Whenever this life will test us
Throwing caution to the wind
I'm out to win
Its where it all begins
Within the places that I been
Not through a cameras lens
Or it began
You cant out run the time or clock of sand
You play the hand that's dealt
Was not really part of the larger plan
Words are dripping liquid water out the faucet
Many hero's martyrs died on crosses
Take the Wins with losses
What this game will cost us
Heartless streets are cold as artic
Move farther regardless
'Cause the gems will sparkle in the darkness
No more greener grasses
Passing lights and sirens flashing
Crashing alleys scatter