paroles de chanson Ready Forum - Strange Fruit Project

Yeah
We back again
In this Ready Forum
Because we ready for ′em
S1 on the track
We got Myth, Myone
Just like this
Tower to pilot
Feel as though the game is acting
A little bit childish
Ritalin's what a child gets with ADD
Add up the scores on the ACT
And act like y′all people ready for me
We be the SFP, and time-tested, certified
As Myone killing you people on the audiophone
The new hos of the South mouth
Spoke nothing but quotables
Check the name
The whole game is more than notable
Facts: I live and die
But when I stand you best believe it
I'm ill as ebola or the resurrection of Jesus
Like God held the needle
That first injected my fetus
Take it, respect, like it or not
And you can't defeat us
Part of the text is sowed in the heart in your chest
The world′s cold and it′ll harden your flesh
But I stand ready for 'em
And straight away from the norm
If the mainstream ain′t blowing the way
Myone was born
Now we ready
Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for ′em, Myth ready for 'em
Y′all been sleeping too long
(Keep an eye on the Strange Fruit Project)
'Cause you ain't ready
Myone ready for ′em, S1 ready for ′em, Myth ready for 'em
And they′ve been waiting so long
(One two, two, two)
And now we're ready
Calling us home grown
Married the microphone
Press step in the beginning
Put it on and on
We aged a little bit, baby steps
Till we′re all grown
Up and away now, a beautiful day now
And though the weight is heavy
Was able to keep it steady
Through every pass, my petty cash
Would never let me
My spiritual machete
Straight in the heat of the day
Either we pray or fall down
Eager to say, We stand up to this
And word up to this
And all my peoples, if you ready
Get up to this
'Cause you answer the ready forum
So notice how we was ready for ′em
Buck consistency just to show
How we was steady growing
Act like you never knowing
Infidelity showing
It's amazing how God can bless as a steady poem
Down, you see it now
Better believe it now
Understand how odds are staying
Through evil ground
Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for ′em, Myth ready for ′em
Y'all been sleeping too long
(Keep an eye on the Strange Fruit Project)
′Cause you ain't ready
Myone ready for ′em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for ′em
And they've been waiting so long
(One two, two, two)
And now we're ready
Well it′s the philosophical rhyme-spitter
Master metaphysicist
Living large through lyricism
Defensive for rhyming against the system
Drop jewels of wisdom
Cause a cataclysm
I assent to connect it through after-rhythms
Passed on from descendant
Ancient like Egyptians
When I rip tracks and bless mics
Be my soul′s inner vision
Living like a king
That's why I wrote my name in hieroglyphics
I′ma get metaphysical
Beyond the trope of dimensions
I'm at the age of innocence
Cats be acting like
They got a flow that′s eminent
Y'all trippin, kids
See, dog, we ain′t running this
I'm a rebel without a cause
Y'all call me rumblefist
Never compare
Matter of fact, forget touching the mic
Y′all wannabes
Talking ′bout that we rhyming aight
You better recognize
It's the intelligent, spectacular
MC specimen
I crush your mind and whatever′s left of it
Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for ′em, Myth ready for 'em
Y′all been sleeping too long
(Keep an eye on the Strange Fruit Project)
'Cause you ain't ready
Myone ready for ′em, S1 ready for ′em, Myth ready for 'em
And they′ve been waiting so long
(One two, two, two)
And now we're ready