Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rockin, artist - Zion I.
Date of issue: 18.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rockin |
Original master, architect |
Intel-lect, respect |
My heart full of splinters |
Agitating, so frustrating |
Letting dreams stay as dreams |
What are you waiting, for? |
Feel the score, deep in your center |
Immaculate is the conception enter |
My dragon ways, for so many days |
I rode on a ship with a hull full of slaves |
A foreign land, foreign mind, foreign time |
A foreign design to keep my people blind |
I’m, a rebel in a system that don’t give a |
Where CEO’s feed your death |
To earn a buck |
And people get stuck |
Followin the trends |
Of a TV generation |
But where does it end? |
You can say amen |
But you really got to feel it |
Then every time you see a snake |
You’ll reveal it |
Seem like everybody trippin' |
Or is it me, bein normal nowadays |
It’ll drive you crazy |
Go to work 9 to 5 everyday, no retreat |
You got to have a dollar |
Just to get somethin' to eat |
It seem like everybody trippin' |
Or is it I? |
Crazy lady walkin around |
Shoutin curses at the sky |
Instrumentals be the lullaby |
Rhyme stimulai, now come along |
And vibe as we praise most eyes |
You be trippin' |
Why is you trippin, why is you trippin'? |
Now in this rap consortium |
There’s a whole colosium |
Of fake rap cats |
Who tax human beings |
Just a micro-cosm |
Of a larger macro-problem |
I sit with my pen and pad |
Imagine ways to solve 'em |
You can call me a dreamer |
But I do not need a Beamer |
To validate existence |
I’m blessed in every instance |
False pretense |
Is what angers me the most |
I’m good at counter attacks |
Don’t try to play me close |
Don’t toke toast, just roast |
With my rhythm and give 'em |
A hundred percent of what i’m livin |
If it seemed like super ??? |
God must’ve lied |
When he told me he will die |
On the road that i fly |
Keepin' me high |
Rockin till the day that i die |
If i told y’all people once |
Why is you trippin? |
why is you tripppin? |
Most of us settle for less |
Which really ain’t fresh |
I travel east to west |
To chart progress |
I found the common denominator |
To always be stressed |
And make me loose my breath |
To think about the death |
That happened when we rappin |
But we just keep clappin |
I pause for a second |
Respect to the dead… |
And let it enter in your head |
Too many things on my brain |
In this wicked game |
TV, fear, pain |
Will leave you stained |
Welcome to the other side |
They said it never rained |
You’ll never win a game |
Where the rules always change |
First a college degree |
Now a PHD |
But if you got black skin |
You need at least about three |
Combat, in the illest ??? |
Verbally, with the solar energy |
To let the people be free |
Because we, are ??? |