Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song True Mastery, artist - SA-ROC. Date of issue: 14.07.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: AVX, Sol Messiah
Song language: English
True Mastery |
| The audible version of tissues forming organisms |
| Like particles splitting, im volatile be wary of me |
| The spawn of the sun and the earth reborn on hallowed ground messed around and |
| opened up a goddamn portal spitting |
| They call me vesey cuz im greasing rappers on they turf |
| And plot revolts, they’ll quote me later say I hardly spoke |
| Cuz im a quiet assassin with passion for fire blaze the trails and leave the |
| victims catching breath inside the smoke |
| This the revival of that fiver rap |
| Harlem city |
| Epitomy of street survival rap |
| Hard and gritty |
| Allah’s math with a swag they can’t master cast from the plaster of the Elohim |
| God is with me |
| I spark fear in they hearts with 50,000 watts of light beams from out the |
| deepest chasms of the darkness |
| Each verse I leave my mark and they say they can’t market it |
| But these is gemstones, bezel cut lain in gold copper |
| Language so proper, I enunciate the doctrine, taking converts you wonder why my |
| name is so popular |
| I came from a jungle made of concrete and conflict, liars and them tigers and |
| them bears held us hostage where I learned the difference tween authentic and |
| imposters |
| Where I turned my sentences to loaded guns and cocked em. |
| there I stayed alone |
| beware of sinisters and monsters |
| Now I play in venues in the center of a mosh pit |
| Huh? |
| Im the center of your conscience |
| The black dot, honey skin, the pinnacle of progress |
| The future of music look brighter than a solar flare |
| I’m blacker than garvey, you whiter than a polar bear |
| Hold it there, you don’t wanna salsa with the Holyfield |
| Box the crowd and leave my mic like artifact- holy grail |
| Matter fact you can call me the prophet |
| I’m probably Drew Ali incarnate so stop it |
| This is a letter to them veterans and brolic ninjas who fought blood wars shots |
| leave them bodies crippled |
| Im trying to catch em fore they end up as a homi victim |
| Guess you’d call me pastor saving cats with the phonic system |
| They wanna block me cuz im not like these regular broads |
| Speak revelations off the top like im channeling god |
| Am I my sisters keeper? |
| Bell Hooks and Audre Lorde |
| Ask bout me, I protect the goddess with katana swords |
| I’m type ill like im typhoid no vaccine |
| You a hypochondriac |
| I live rap, you practicing |
| I break rules like white boys in courtrooms |
| Where that cracka George at? |
| The bounty set, now make moves |
| I’m sorta the rapper that half the game been waiting on |
| The other half is waiting to see who next they hating on |
| But it don’t matter cuz im bred tough in carbon form |
| Give you the plus lessons now you see how knowledge born |