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