Vishuddha (Throat Chakra) ft. JustTroy & JClay Lyrics

First of all I can't lie

Why

My Moma said don't even try

I'm

Singing this lullaby

And I don't really wanna cry

But trying to help you open up your minds eye

I

Do declare

In the beginning I wasn't too prepared

I couldn't see myself cause I was too aware

Of everybody else and how they super player

But, the game I was in, it was more like Atari

I felt outta date outta place outta space

And my roll in my movie didn't star me

Didn't feel like a God that had Angels like Charlie

Or getting one love like Bob Marley

Now over 40 and instead of a midlife crises

I'm the life of the party

But In those dark days I shark waves

Played games like arcades

Any girl I could partake in was really all parque

Then I felt my heart break

It felt like a sharp stake

That moment I realized with real eyes I was a yard snake, a yard snake.

So had to change

Cause I already had the change

Felt sick that I was acting strange

All because I was feeling a lack of fame

So I racked my brain

And I changed my story

Now I sang my story

In all of it's pain and glory

And So real that you can ignore me.

When she walked in

I seen it all with my two eyes

Us ruling over the blue skies

African clothing

No suit ties on my neck like a noose

Mansa Musa

We was on elephants ridin

I was no Kemet Poseidon

She was no feminine remnant of ammit

Love was the common

We hade the settlement thrivin

That was our first conversation

She took it in back and forth while she's pacin

Like how can we do what he's mumbling

Inside of a country that celebrates

Birth of a nation!?!

Cause they just regurgitate hatred

And movies like purge are their favorite

I told her we come from a people

That never complained of the pain

And emerged as the greatest

You're not alone

I was molested

By my own sibling

He never confessed it

It's wasn't lonzo

It was my step brother

Did it when I was an adolescent

Twelve years older than me

I'm at home fellin free

In the zone with my toys

And he showed me his D

Grabbed my hand

And put it over his knee

Grab my neck and put it close to my cheek

Told me not to tell a soul in the street

When your seven

You don't know how to speak

On the happenings

And going's on in the week

I just knew something was wrong underneath

Mom was at work

And my dad wasn't their

If he was

That's an R.I.P. song for this creep

I left it all up to Allah to complete

My bro was in prison

Yo Karma's a beast

Back when I had been sedated

More like self inflated

I always moved like I had some truth to prove

Kind of like I was instigated

I was just misbehaving

More like mis-creating

I was trying to remake what was already made

Dang I miss creating

From that place of love

Where you do just cuz

You ain't worried bout the cash

Or the buzz or the gas

Take the bus

Because that's enough

Every moment got its moment, blink fast

I'm not here to own it, think that

Bless don't curse

Plus put yourself first

So that, everything lasts

Ayy, everything's a blast

But don't focus on that

Peek beneath your mask

You can focus on that

Be free

No task can promote you to that

Just be like gas

There's a slogan in that

You can let time pass

But that's none of my business

I'm here eternally for the endless

Not to deny what isn't