Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Root of Sole, artist - Aaron Rose. Date of issue: 15.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Root of Sole |
| — You're a dreamer. |
| Too much money is bad for dreamers |
| — So he tried to pay me in flattery, telling me that I am a dreamer. |
| Well, I do dream. |
| Dreams that could never guess |
| — You're nerves are fried, doc. |
| Now calm down, get a grip on yourself. |
| You’ve been working too hard on your formula |
| — Formula… That's but child’s play for great scientists. |
| You’re brain is too |
| feeble to conceive what I accomplished in the name of science |
| — You've made some great scientific discovery. |
| What is it? |
| — When you find out, it’ll be too late for you |
| — Oh come, doc. |
| You can’t pretend to control a man’s destiny |
| — I've already proved it |
| I was a youngin', pants under the waist, tryna locate |
| Who I really am, comin' of age, stuck in the maze |
| Start a, tryna progress |
| Meditated with the flow to demonstrate who the best |
| But y’all don’t feel me |
| I came up, never change up |
| But everyone else chasing the fame to get there chains up |
| I’m tryna live on like 47 acres |
| Niggas study me, but my business ain’t there major, I cut classics |
| Still at the top of class, school of hard knocks, I passed it |
| Everlasted, never understood your failure |
| In the reservoir, my dogs we all gods |
| They say we go to Heaven, Hell knocking on my door |
| I raise up with the razor, Funk 50 the Devil |
| From his horns to his jaw |
| We sound the trumpet off even near death |
| You’re near death, pussy-killer, never fear breasts |
| I ear wreck like a stand-up nigga, I am |
| You keep the record spinning so you still, my fan |
| I steer with the whip, but still shot, give 'em tints for fun |
| But don’t stare at the son nigga, my time’s begun |
| They took a daylight saving, over Corleone |
| Never ever reach a playlist, nigga, I must’ve made it |
| 'Cause if you really hate then I’m doing something greater |
| I spit with my team so the cheese meet the greater |
| Too much money is bad for dreamers |
| Dreaming of something new? |