paroles de chanson Soul Spark - T-Venom

Vile Visions victory lap, high on Mission spitting these raps
My omission off ya shitty list the biggest gift I could have
Look to the past, fuck wherever them critics is at
At ya show, ya whole schtick decoded in the moment
Me and Detour touring the floor of the ocean
It's that deep, layered like ya hash be
In the bowl ya packing, we approaching act three
Of the Genesis Saga, the venomous author
Intention to be a legend whenever I enter the coffin
Just tryna appreciate the present
Never I expected how great the reception
Of a project born out of state of depression
Underestimate how we relate and make connections

These humans still surprise me
Ever since days of stealing Visine
Now we rock them red eyes like Joey Wheeler
You want me to open up? Bro I'm a show stealer
A god incarnate, the squadron is on it
Soul Satellite like a garden of sonics
Every season, ya hearing new releases
Different experiences, delivering pieces
Of the whole puzzle, yea the bigger picture
All you know is hustle, that's a limiting fixture
But it's hard to say when it's money all day
Look at me funny when I proclaim it's all fake
But what's really real is the damage caused
War, poverty, unjust gavel drop
To most, a madman babbling on
Blindly defend them when I'm attacking ya gods
kicking the pedestal, vision inevitable
Picture the end of you, a conviction you never knew
That's that lockjaw kicking in
It's all your fault you got lost in the mimicry