Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Survival, artist - Soul Position. Album song 8,000,000 Stories Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.05.2007
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
Survival |
You in the doghouse? |
Umm, ba-da-ba-dum, bum, ba-boom-ba-boom boooom |
Mm, mm, mm, ah-um… |
Envision my determination like, the anger of a woman scorned |
Nine months deep with a seed about to be born |
And an alliance to the most high that can never be torn |
Through these life-like lines my legacy lives on |
With every line written and spit I build power |
Then construct a palace of solitude in a land of ivory towers |
On a search for solitude when every inch is occupied |
Claim truth in music where the eyes are known to lie |
Yo, I was born to die but for some reason I keep breathin |
Every time I write (write) my thoughts (thoughts) deepen |
I dredge the edge of longevity keep keepin |
Seekin truth beyond proof of man speakin |
Leavin no stone unturned, my eyes burn for higher learnin |
Pushin my pen to deconstruct life like a surgeon |
Determination, it takes great patience to operate |
Inside closed minds with limited time |
«Stay awake to the ways of the world» |
«But as the world turns» — «Survival got me buggin» |
Everyone’s the same, nobody’s different |
One down, two replace him, no one’s left who missed him |
Rap eas' and I learn with a low learning curve |
New raps born by rearrangin the same words |
Rearrangin the same verbs (verbs) nouns (nouns) phrases (phrases) |
The torch carried on, same gang, different faces |
Different places, but it’s still all adjacent |
Underground is underground, but basement’s the basement |
Some, claim original every time they speak |
Then rhyme with the next man’s style, stuck in they teeth |
Bite more than you can chew you might choke on it |
I’ll make it so you don’t want it, you DON’T want it |
Y’all plans failed fully cause you failed to fully plan |
Self-made pedestal crumbled cause it was a sham |
Quickly dropping from the top but you never land |
Too arrogant to know or notice you’re no longer the man |
So I left (left) right (right) through rain, sleet and snow |
No matter where, baggage of the world on my soul |
Holdin my own on, all that I know (know) |
I’m determined to keep movin, got places to go |
With each step I walk I jog a thousand style-biters |
Two thousand feet follow the star that shines brightest |
Strong foundation, microphone science |
Determination of divided nation now united |
I dares that light to pierce the deepest darkness |
Bull’s-eye aim straight through, never lose target |
Never settle to keep improvin on my best moves |
Mentality to win, but still not afraid to lose |
Not afraid to choose, or make decisions |
Braveheart, make all clear with precision |
Determinist speak, ought through wisdom |
Persistance helps us complete all missions |
«Buggin, buggin, buggin…» |