Текст песни Vision (feat. Tim Hall) - Lewis M.

Nah
Y'all cats don't get the vision
Wrong lenses
No sense of the mission
Y'all toss stacks into a well
Niggas wishing
This rap shit saved a nigga's life
When he was itching
To grab on a belt
Hang it high from the ceiling
Gang Starr was the first joint
To aid in the healing
Now, I am on a path
To make the kind of songs
That helps young niggas
Feel a little less alone
If you ain't tryna touch anyone
What's the point
That's priority uno
When I'm making my joints
Let kick drum anoint
Still chasing that dragon
Of the first time I heard Moment of Truth
So, imagine
It's 12-year-old Lewis with a Gamecube controller
Dave Mirra BMX 2
Guru's voice takes over
The first time I felt a song
Talking to ya boy
So, right then and there
I made a choice
To bring the fuckin noise

Y'all cats don't get the Mission
Ain't just beats and rhymes
I'm tryna chip in
Tryna be what saved me
To anyone that listens
Let the beat of the metronome
Guide my ambition
Nah
Y'all cats don't get the Vision
Ain't just beats and rhymes
I'm tryna chip in
Tryna be what saved me
To anyone that listens
Let the beat of the metronome
Guide

They say it's lonely at the top
But I've never been
Type of shit some niggas
Say when they never win
Born at the bottom
And ya boy's been climbing ever since
Been here so long
My ancestor's fossils demanded rent
Got me reminiscing
About fictional accolades
Thinking why I ain't resort
To the click-clack & spray
I can't call it
Maybe it's depression
Or existential exhaustion
Where even waking up
Feels like stepping into a coffin
Crooked busted bucktooth
Niggas ain't supposed to fuckin smile
Mean mugs are what's on the menu normally
Gutter child raised in the slums
So, whatever roasts you throw at me
I'm promise that I'm numb
You can't say shit meaner
Than what I've thought about myself
So, perhaps
Ya boy's destined to go from rags
To slightly better rags
And, I ain't willing to suck up
To crackers to secure the bag
Maybe, the basement ain't so bad
Maybe, I'll make friends with the rats
They get me
But, nah

Y'all cats don't get the Mission
Ain't just beats and rhymes
I'm tryna chip in
Tryna be what saved me
To anyone that listens
Let the beat of the metronome
Guide my ambition
Nah
Y'all cats don't get the Vision
Ain't just beats and rhymes
I'm tryna chip in
Tryna be what saved me
To anyone that listens
Let the beat of the metronome
Guide my ambition
Nah
Nah