Lyrics Soliloquies (Acoustic) - Callon B
Hey
yo
sweet
soliloquies
listen
to
me
Thee
who
claim
divinity's
name
remain
mystery
He
who
gain
affinity
share
these
same
chemistry
God
above
everything
real
before
anything
Love
power
make
a
way
meditate
radiate
priority
Never
stand
by
I
stand
with
the
minority
All
seeing
eye
I
I
peep
the
sly
sorcery
Diamond
in
the
sky
I
keep
my
mind
orbiting
It's
been
a
long
time
so
I
gotta
rhyme
cordially
Yo
environmental
mastery
soon
as
a
mic's
passed
to
me
I
respond
naturally
with
abstract
rhapsody
White
people
casually
say
he's
good
actually
I
dig
his
whole
vibe
but
he
acts
too
black
for
me
The
hood
used
to
laugh
at
me
both
scenes
ain't
backing
me
All
of
it's
straight
blasphemy
The
local
art
scene
never
recognizes
rapping
They
see
me
out
in
public
like
how's
your
little
rap
thing
Play
it
in
their
cars
in
their
clubs
in
their
bars
in
their
trucks
Love
the
culture
but
don't
wanna
see
us
up
Rappers
hate
to
see
you
win
They
get
jealous
and
pretend
cause
in
the
end
you're
just
competition
Yo
they
change
up
faster
than
trends
in
a
rap
game
Mainstream
lames
keep
saying
that
I
act
strange
Tryna
break
away
from
my
forefather's
past
hate
Heritage
is
stained
great
granddaddy
had
slaves
This
calligraphy
of
hip-hop
antiquity
We
reclaim
history
of
silhouetted
memories
B
retain
chivalry
keep
peace
humility
This
symphonized
symmetry
of
sweet
sweet
soliloquies
Sweet
sweet
soliloquies
Sweet
soliloquies
Yo,
check
it
These
words
that
stay
will
vibrate
your
vertebrae
I
don't
spit
bars
I
eat
emcees
regurgitate
Honing
my
craft
for
over
half
of
my
life
Rappers
delight
it
just
so
happens
I'm
white
I
studied
rap
since
age
eight
I
faced
harsh
realities
The
lack
of
commonalities
because
of
my
race
8 Mile
had
taught
me
that
I
gotta
snap
in
the
face
Of
diversity
so
bring
the
controversy
The
radio
station
won't
play
my
jam
so
I'm
jamming
the
airwaves
Time
for
some
fair
play
Dare
say
another
rapper
shooting
me
down
When
the
top
40
pop
stars
stealing
the
sound
Do
the
math
every
genre
was
inspired
by
blacks
And
they
threw
them
all
together
now
we
have
rap
Yeah
media
schemes
eyes
glued
to
the
screen
Urban
style
and
slang
all
on
the
TV
So
miss
me
saying
I'm
appropriating
When
Hollywood
jeopardized
the
arts
for
entertainment
I
ain't
gotta
come
from
the
hood
to
know
it's
messed
up
War
on
the
streets
you
naive
about
what's
what
Never
on
the
block
just
been
around
it
enough
To
know
closet
racism
when
I
see
some
So
how
many
venue
owners
will
drop
the
N-bomb
And
then
turn
around
and
say
will
you
play
hip-hop
Nah
I
bet
your
privilege
got
you
tripping
Bet
we
don't
conduct
business
that
ain't
how
I'm
representing
American
whites
all
raised
to
be
oblivious
Systemic
racism
stay
continuous
Who
wrote
the
code
for
the
program
projects
A
process
of
subconscious
brainwashing
I
broke
the
hypnosis
psyched
the
psychosis
I'm
loaded
I
progressed
they
prognosis
Word
is
bond
this
the
realist
word
spoken
Yeah
said
word
is
bond
this
the
realist
word
spoken
Sweet
sweet
This
calligraphy
of
hip-hop
antiquity
We
reclaim
history
of
silhouetted
memories
B
retain
chivalry
keep
peace
humility
This
symphonized
symmetry
of
sweet
sweet
soliloquies
Sweet
soliloquies
Sweet
Sweet
soliloquies
Yeah
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