Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Reckoning, artist - SA-ROC. Album song MetaMorpheus EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
The Reckoning |
Woke up this morning trying to formulate this masterpiece |
Flow is blocked up 'til I check the blogs up |
For my competition and I got loops, milk of magnesia |
If you new to my acquaintance, I’m so glad to meet’cha |
This Sa-Roc no relation to the alcohol, but relationships to alcoholics closer |
then I’d like to mention |
I’m in the league with greatest of all timers |
And y’all forget about me for one line that cats that lag to mention |
I come from a family of artists. |
I get it honest, so I’m sensitive around the |
albums I feel the strongest 'bout |
You would think my cannon was my first born, the way I nurse poems into 16's so |
they can leave the house |
And I can’t help but be a little spiritual since my parental’s had me chanting |
mantras since the age of 6, boy |
And this officially a fricken' miracle that my credentials have landed Roc onto |
the greatest of this world |
If I had a nickel for every moment I missed cause I was sitting at my 9 to 5, |
I’d be listing Forbes tonight |
So now we’re free to do some damage, I’m gon' change the game to something |
beautiful and we gon' watch it metamorphisize |
Turn these rap cocoons into black baboons, try to keep us in the trap and we |
gon' magically be forced to fly |
I’d rather be up in the hills of Jamaica writing brilliant creations with the |
quills of a porcupine |
But my double exes makes successes hard to grasp |
They give me pats on the back for all this blood, sweat, and tears |
Tell me «job well done» after appearances, and still giving these ignorant |
ninjas all the cash |
Conspiracy? |
Definitely |
They’d rather see the death of me before they support an MC with lyrical |
integrity |
Hey I ain’t make the rules but I’ma break 'em |
That’s that Rebel shit |
Hold the world hostage with my bars |
Watch that metal click |
I’d rather be remembered for my quick wit and intelligence |
Than big tits and a swelling ass cause looks never last forever |
I’m like the best of Darth Vader and Skywalker, family product of two sides, |
dark and light smashed together |
Perfect combination of church and abomination, I’m person to file with the grace |
And I was never one for black and whites |
That’s why I segregate my regular life from out my rap vocabulary |
I’m too scared I’ll never get the accent right |
But I’m well versed at murdering egos you should encourage your vast egos to |
play it safe as they clearing me |
Have a habit of embarrassing my opponent by slaying these lyrical omens, |
and they keep a healthy fear of me |
Hip-Hop is the answer for John, Jackson, and Biggie |
I’m ready to die before they take away my freedom to write, son |
If you think they gon' silence me I guarentee there finna be a fire storm in |
the media tonight y’all |