Текст песни Mastery - Adil Omar

"You want to be a master, ey?
Well, first you have to be a master of your breath"

"The prophecy, or is it?"

"Your arrival, I have long awaited
Your arrival, I have long awaited"

"Your arrival I have long awaited

You want to be a master, ey?

Well, first you have to be a master of your breath"

Take a solid skeleton and throw some bars on it
Build a sonic landscape and throw guitars on it
And even when you make it
It ain't shit until you're naked and revealing all your scars on it
I could look you in the eye and see a clear flinch
To you they're battle wounds, to me it's just a mere pinch
Write about me in a work of fiction
The kinda glow a man will get after he serve a mission
No quarter night trial flows
This is for the sick, obsessive, borderline psychos
And as it turns you socio
The world just morphs into the background noise
Of symphonies inside your orchestra
From the highest is a purpose, driven
Work and repetition till it's wired in your nervous system
Words of wisdom are acquired through a curse of vision
See it turn to blessing
When you're high beyond this worldly trickin'

13 years a slave of seeing scoundrels as kings
Doubt and fear erased, brave
Reap rewards of the years you gave
Embrace your legend-hood
Long before you near the grave
Save, and share the love
Among the soldiers who've been loyal with you
May those who toughed it through the dark
Enjoy the spoils with you

Through a couple bars on it
Throw some more guitars on it

These are stars on us, suns in the skyline
Watch me operate inside of multiple timelines
Make enhancements, work the advanced settings
As I'm writing this, I'm still working on Transcendence
Here's a time capsule to swallow
Pay attention to the next rhyme you should follow
I put it all on me and never bet partial
I wrote my song with Eminem before I met Marshall
My light obliterates an open threat
It's funny as I'm writing this and I don't even know it yet
To the future slash the present, when you hearing this
Never heard a thing as sexy, fresh and fucking weird as this
Before I'm done here, I'll be onto my next one
Evolve daily, I ain't even shown you my best guns

Throw a couple bars on it
And throw some more guitars on it

I found the power in my own anguish
Converted it to magic, words can summon voodoo
Asking why I ain't rapping in my own language
Man, I've seen things worse than a brother's Urdu
Chutiye, ye hai aik bohat veshi kism ka standard
When it's the 2Pac lens you're judging you through
(Where do you see yourself at 25?)
And I ain't even from here
But still I speak better English than fucking you do

This is a hero's journey, going the distance
The meeting point of art, science, flow and precision
The bleeding point of heart, life and growth in an instant
Even though I can't define it, bitch, I know what it isn't
All this hoe-trap, sing-song, fuck-head foolery
Is no match for big-dog, cut-edge toolery
Respect the rocketry, they once said you could be
The greatest in your country, but you ahead, true elite
Based on merit till the echos of your final master
Roughest demos sounding bigger than their final masters

Throw a couple bars on it
And throw some more guitars on it

Before I turned into a king, I had to be a fan
No father around to show me how to be a man
So I might have been a sucker till the day I wasn't
But still dope my whole life, they'll try to say I wasn't

I keep my blinders on and seldom give myself a break
As I make a beat and fuck a dime and cook myself a steak
At 3:40 in the morning on a weekday
Then I bust a rhyme as I record another 3 takes
Unique insights inspire the righteous
Born of old fashioned women who were excited by violence
The thrill seekers are delighted to try us
Calm and centered, but you can't deny the fire inside us
The deadliest moves are ignited in silence
Started writing then I realized that my hands are trouble
Became peace as I learned how to tame beasts
Then I realized that I am the jungle
And every day a weekend but it doesn't mean I stop working
And work is pleasure so it doesn't mean my clock's hurting
Try to chill, maybe one day
Friends are baffled that I think it's Saturday as Monday ends