Lyrics INTRO (Two Eagles) - Lyrical Joe

(A Town on it)

Two eagles doing justice to freedom
If they ask for my my language, tell the people I speak wisdom
And If they ever write the Bible again, then I'll be the on
A wise man with the songs, the return of king Solomon
(A Town on it)

The limelight really sour
But I really wanna fly, that's my passion every hour
Our faith in fake numbers, that's the celebrity cover
We've been blind, so we are buyin' views, so we can see the future
RIP to dead Homies, sad you had to leave alone
But you know It's a borrowed life, so when we leave, we leave alone
It's emotional bankruptcy, how I always felt alone
Medusa looked into my chest, and now my heart is made of stone
(Made of stone)

Different shows of life, and I'm the host
We don't wanna hear you breath, if opinions are like noses
I'm like, "Bro!", Different pictures of life I propose
It's the photo album, if you are ready please strike your poses
Fan foolery when the people back you like doggystyle
But I'm visionary enough to know life is missionary
Very bright, but became brighter when they took us light
My second eye had a third eye to see a foresights

And since this life is a bitch, I'm very sure it's her I see
Her kitty shaped in a designer form, she got the Louis V
To F with rich people raw, until they catch a disease
While obesity is the only way the poor is gettin' big
This is to my sis and my bros, just know you are so important
If your obstacles are big as elephants, then just import ants
It's important to make sure that you're savin' dough
In life's account, if you don't have money, then you're living dormant

To our mamas, your children're out here to bring the bread and butter
So make it your cup of tea on our behalf to say a prayer
They paint us black, yellow, green, white. no LGBTQ
But tell the painter, I'm a rainbow, every color, my true color
Go goers, flow poets, administer pro prowess
Hot as summer, but I'm winter when I give them cold shoulders
Show me a time of rap in Africa that Ghana wasn't part
When you Niggas cappin', I just hope you use a thinkin' cap

When I came on the scene, they said my style won't be seen, right?
But I hipped-hop, 'til I reached the height of a hipped life
Took my ingredient to Hell's Kitchen just to cook life
They say, "You are what you eat", and I've been on strict diet
This is sweet and rich, and that's the greatness I naturalize
Flowin' honey and milk, the land God promised Israelites
They criticize what they don't understand, but damn it, we decide
If a hommie choosin' violence, then I'm on the homie's side

Hell yeah! Oh, I didn't expect them to like us
With all these bars I land on verses like rikers
Top five wouldn't survive against us in cyphers
But y'all supporters are underwears, fightin' like boxers
Its crazy boy, I'm a Ghanaian treated like a Nigerian
'Cause fuck boys see you in public and say, "You're fire, boy"
Go behind doors and tell them, "Please don't work with Joe boy"
But I'm still a giant with the fire, I'ma burn a boy

My head is heavy from the crown of thongs
I'm beefin' with my pen if you diss me and I don't write a song
Since I came, it will take a minute for someone else to come
Meaning they won't be fuckin' long here, I mean they don't belong
Here, I been killin' this comparisons, I want smoke like chimneys
Are you kiddin'? These rappers claim they big but I see mini mes
I got energies from different other worlds, are you seein' me?
Gettin' reed of these legs, nigga, I'm allergic to defeat

Everyone has a battle, my nigga, it's time to fight yours
Everyone is givin' out the flows, you can pipe yours
Find faith in the ink, the wrongs you can write yours
Holy with the pen, dependin' on how you write yours
'Cause it's the photo album, please, can you get everybody off my vicinity?
The Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost writer, this is bars from the Trinity
Let's get serious here, the god in the building, no entertainin' any comedy
I know we got options, but my name is Wisely, now go ahead and choose wisely

If you free we can kick it
Meet me in the corner too, we can kick it
Started achievin' my own goals in my 18s
They can never play my heart tricky
The question is, what the hell is underrated?
'Cause, when I was under, I was highly rated
We overdid it, can't be overrated
To the point when it's over, we will still be rated

They aim with a shot from a rooftop thinkin' the boy will fade
But you can never Wesley snipe me, nigga, I'm sharper than blade
My name is my name, and I still got my name if you take away the fame
Controllin' the game with my hand on your neck like chain
Listen, I'm black where every day is Friday and still my price don't change
My pen is religious, Christian like Ronaldo, I dribble with scriptures
Brief me when I lose a case in a court
Only God can judge, Jehovah, my witness

Oh lord, I got Nemesis 6
Who got enough artillery to murder this beast
Brought the healing to the music, you can meditate this
See, you better keep fit, I'm about to dismiss, Amen
Blessin' the womb of my mom, I took an award with my birthday song
Then I saw jealousy and hatred coming my way, I took them on
Married to the game, not a wife beater, even when I put a singlet on
You see this industry is a spar, and I want a massage, but they rub me wrong

Damn! They want me gone
They talk, "Eish" on the radio, the same frequency I F 'em on
Might take a minute, but it won't be long
007, my word is bond
The goat is here
Please relax while I bring to you every album song, beast

(A Town on it)