The Awakening Lyrics

Yea Jani XO

Starting to Rap at 36, they say that that's too old

Nah, it's just that my gift matured, turns out I'm just to bold

Too let uninspiring people tell me shit, I'm just too cold

Plus listen my style glistens, my flow is gold

Hold my response to critics, the truth is usually hidden

Don't expect you all to get it

Can't stop me from dropping

Kinda like I just shitted

Still listening shit gotta admit it

In and out this shit like I just hit it

Can't fuck with son like I'm forbidden

Pardon my language cause I really want my mom to listen

Without cursing this shit I'm kicking is already explicit

Won't be manipulated by worldy standards

But it's like the truth's illicit

Some of y'all are characters playing roles, just to make some digits

If you feel me I know you understand, only the realest elicit

Making bullshit in your records, makes you complicit

Then you gotta deal with the wrath of this truth I'm spitting

Lepers and leeches selling they soul, style startin to blister

Y'all rather hear me talk about some cars, degrade some women and shit,

Talk about some Jewelry that's gaudy and what I spent on it

My existence is in the heavens and the gods you gotta repent on this

If you didn't believe it, you wouldnt be livid

If you feel it, you recognize Im a legend that's living

Cause it's eternal nothing you can really do with it

My suggestion, back up and let me get it

Second to none I'm one with it

I'll say it again for the hard of hearing

I'm god appearing in rhythm, spiritual like ancient hymns'n

Cannot compare me to rappers

Compare me to he who has risen

Alive and well the game has been smitten

Probably the realest thing to enlist in it

Like a harmonic instrument,

It's sounds like the heavens, it's holy writ

Rounding home after a base hit

Don't complicate this, let's keep it basic

African skin, mind sharp like a wooden sphere with his wits

Weak minds just need to submit

After meditation it's the script I flipped

Started to see it Clear after I was able to remove the grip

Even in truth if I have to do it I'll destruct the myths

The world is crazy, wild, shit'll twist Ya mind if you cannot sift

Like global warming, See me coming it's a climate shift

7:30 I'm abnormal, heart pure with a lion spirit

My style, make weak minded voices sick

Sorry I'm starting to recognize my power I'm still getting used to it

Right back in it

I can go crazy Like

Ipa hazy wavy

Pretty ladies grab my beard and call me baby

But I'm laser focused big business like new orleans master p or baby

This game is crazy weak rhyming rappers lazy

Kickin truth lining troops like the army navy

Never did a day in yard still the hardest lately

Fuck you pay me

I beg y'all all a pardon

Shit is bewildering like every word is all foreign

And I'm getting better the more that I go in

Time plus some effort let me elaborate like fancy decor then

The mean of 13 like I'm Salvadorian

Salvatruchious the flow is

Minor tones scale mode is Dorian

Off with his head, he shoulda listened

Short sighted instead chasing worldy visions

At his wake hope the lord forgives him

I walk around This earth blessed even when the light is dimming

I'll just stop now y'all all are finished

Fat lady singing Flag the violinist