Lyrics Signs - Zaze feat. B1 The Architect

I been rockin on this microphone since I was a child
And no I wasn′t always dope but who gonna fuck wit me now
I used to run with Petey J we held the company down
I been a stubborn motherfucker always stuck to these sounds
I keep it proper though, got a lot of flow, they call me water hoe
Got to go for the pot of gold but yo I'm not alone
Chip up on the shoulder homie fuck it it′s a boulder
If my home is where the heart is then my home is getting colder
I'm a soldier and the type to always tell a bitch I told you so
Always go for smoke and if we don't then fuck it go for broke
Hold the rope, like my life is tug of war with some fuckin whores
Knees dirty in the mud like I give a fuck
Give it up, I′m sittin on another level now
Rebel with my sound I′m on the cloud and never coming down
Level to the ground but keepin it high is what I'm all about
Seven can be found you can′t deny my shit is coming out

I ain't got to tell you, it′s right in front of your eyes
I ain't got to tell you, it′s right in front of your eyes
I ain't got to tell you, it's right in front of your eyes
I ain′t got to tell you, it′s right in front of your eyes

I see the signs, you could read my mind just listen to the track
I feed the blind better believe the lines are crack
Their addictive it's effecting the population
Dismiss it and we′re injecting a hollow tip in your direction
That can end our little conversation earlier than expected
Disrespect isn't accepted we splittin rappers into sections
Zaze threw it up and I caught it no interception
Introspection is essential, don′t forget that we still henchman
Fighters and gorillas in the trenches seeking glory
Even warriors need to read and learn and they feed off stories
Leave em pouring, know I got soldiers that are bleeding for me
Level headed, as I deliver deaths final message
To any motherfucker dumb enough to try and test this
My aggression helps me heal through, every violent session
I'm blessed with, pen of a scholar, mouth of a killer
Got you down for the count without an ounce of the filler, motherfucker

I ain′t got to tell you, it's right in front of your eyes
I ain't got to tell you, it′s right in front of your eyes
I ain′t got to tell you, it's right in front of your eyes
I ain′t got to tell you, it's right in front of your eyes

From destruction to construction with the architect
Talkin the seduction of corruption till ya marked for death
Serving all my functions when I punch in and I start to sweat
Silence your assumptions or I′m punching with a hard connect

The lunchroom assassin, step up to the track and blast em
Yawl never had a chance son I'm holding rappers for ransom
Everybody get ya hands up these are the end of days
Always had a singular mission I never ever strayed

I′m a riot on a record, non compliant disrespected
From the fires of rejection to a pyre of perfection
My direction is affected by the lack of my connections
My objective is infecting through an audible injection

Running through a maze and I'm huntin wit my blade
When I'm comin for my taste there is nothing I won′t take
I was humble and in peace until the rumbling began
Now the hunger never ceases and it′s crumbling again

I ain't got to tell you, it′s right in front of your eyes
I ain't got to tell you, it′s right in front of your eyes
I ain't got to tell you, it′s right in front of your eyes
I ain't got to tell you, it's right in front of your eyes