Tonalidad: D# minor
Verse 1
Am
I'm coming so hard to
find the original flow
It's the man from the Sola
Music Project solo
No one took a chance back
on the fact of it
Good thing they didn't,
C
who the hell was be
Am
Can't you do it all?
There was rollouts and transformations
Like Autobots, Decepticons,
and animations
Thugs stolen, Casanova comes,
said Casino
C
You all become Baraka, rolling like De Niro
Am
God found a holy trinity, in just three
Rises sun, last night leaks,
and it got the heat
Thorough on the beats like my man,
Jung Pring Dog, I see you down in Jax
C
Am
Ditting your limb,
or splitting down the middle,
cutting the clean
Rolling like it's smoke in the game,
or send sticks and seeds
Spitting on the spear
with metaphors
you can't ignore
I took the 4 -4 from the drawer,
C
then I kicked in the door
Am
Here comes the rain again,
don't rain on the rising sun,
sun's rising up on you,
no need to act brand new
I appreciate the beautiful struggles,
falls in the tumble,
sidestep the roadblock,
you trip or you stumble,
grit and you grumble,
get up and rumble
At the end of the day, you value it,
it makes you humble
I've been blessed to bless you,
accept the blessings
Without you, there's no ears,
no ears
Listening, don't be blind to the fact
what eyes are seeing
If the truth doesn't lack,
it's time for freeing
Time to get back to real, my classic
Larger than life, something Jurassic
Moving at a fast pace,
weaving through traffic
Gotta get mine in time, patience is a habit
I need a hit of it,
I'm a microphone addict
Caught up in that rapture of the rhyme,
I'm ecstatic
Layin' in the cut, bein' melodramatic
Some kids call me flipper
C
Am
for the rhyme acrobatics
Freightlinin' bars,
reppin' my rap scars
Couldn't scope,
no see me with binoculars
Puffin' smoke,
screens like Cuban cigars
Clothes blewin' like a string,
strum like a guitar
C
Am
I remember the day
that the clouds broke in
Make the decision either
Sink or swim,
the Omega chapter started
Which part of to and in,
the Alpha kickin' in
C
The start of a new beginning started
Am
Rollin' like a microwave with tunnel vision
To reach my destination,
motivation wasn't givin'
Hit it, got it good and pre -persistent
Tour de France and I'm strong,
can go the distance
I got build skills,
the rude boys call me wicked
Break it down and lay me turn,
man, I'm the shiznit
I'm bout to get my man,
see I'm bout my business
Check my lyrical fitness,
says Mike as my witness
That it's that bomb hit,
not conceited but confident
It's the axe to the grill
that left both sides split
Contagious, seductive,
C
I left the crowd trippin'
Am
Not the flying trapeze,
C
Am
but I still got you flippin'
Lyrical acrobats is jumpin'
all across the map
Yo, it's going, going, gone,
check the boy's stats
Heavy duty flows, chose numero uno,
homes up, can't stand the toll
C
Am
Of a desperado,
I'm bussing down doors
To come before the storm,
a lyrical introduction
Of something hardcore,
this paper is my shield
And this pencil is my sword,
you're infected by the truth
Now let's crash the boards,
I'ma get mine in time
And I will rise to the top with my fam
And we will never hold under pressure
Pull out your tape measures,
we're in it for the long run
C
Am
I bet you can't catch us, catch us
Here comes the rain again,
the rain and the rising sun
Sometimes enough for you,
no need to act brand new
Here comes the rain again,
the rain and the rising sun
Sometimes enough for you,
no need to act brand new
Here comes the rain again,
the rain and the rising sun
Sometimes enough for me
No need to act brand new
Here comes the rain again
The rain on the horizon
Sometimes enough for me
No need to act brand new
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