Текст песни Young & Gifted - Promonant

The young and gifted survive over the unintended.
How could you live high class if you never attended?
I'll show you how to make the rich out of a poor decision.
Breaking records the lethal weapons of my intermission.
Long awaited for this moment when I'm dead up in the
Ear beside the face inside the brain of my opponent.
Niggas hear me on these beats that im holding.
The fucking fire in my eyes as I seize away my emotions.
You think that I'm joking, boy this shit is REAL.
I work hard for the records that done made a record deal.
Just so i can get attention from the ones that came before me.
Already set the stage so i can tell my own story.
Growing up i had it all knew my parents very well.
Both loved me and weren't disgusted by all these fairytales
That I kept in my heart as i watched everybody's fall apart.
And kept on smiling with all my dreams silent in the dark.
Everything i wanted best believe i had the best.
Every Christmas year living room was Toys R Us.
Enough clothes to slap a flee market right back to New York.
And turn a foot locker back into a school bus.
Spoiled kid from a middle class mother with a yellow ass.
Blue across her back making sure we made it to class.
Lived in Guilford county residence of Carolina state.
Born and raised in Wilmington dont make no mistake.
Im still tryna make a dollar bout the length of a prada bag.
I wanna get bout 27 price tags.
My cousin would sell it all for a can of ravioli.
Cuz life is never giving to the needy what she told me.
You want it, gotta work your ass off before ya have fun.
Gotta put your life aside to help your kids have one.
This is for my sons and my daughters of the future.
Dear Lord, don't let em put their hands in a computer.
Or get sucked into the virus of the violence live in silence of the
Science for the finest in confinement to the
Wildest this environment has made us to define it.
We document the ways of our inferity to pry it.
Buried from our hands filled with blood stains all around our drawers.
Sweat inside of our hearts as we walk away through the
Doors of our next generation whatever we had in store.
Echoes of our mistakes is staring straight up at our jaws.
Damn, my whole life done passed Im still
Hanging down South but my pants don't sag.
I need a breath of fresh air when I pop those tags.
And check my mail like the grades on a new rough draft.
Ha last night i had a threesome.
Me myself and I for one reason.
New year new life time to live it up.
Told em when i get my money right its time to give it up.
Street soldier, bet you never thought we'd get enough.
Repping for my city that's the only place I'm coming from.
Street legends,
Only one inside my own reality to make this
World a better place no one could be your majesty.
This is my living prophecy I welcome you to follow me.
The battle of the modesty.
I take away apologies.
DAMN!
Welcome to my quiet little world.
From the streets of Wilmington to the city of Greensboro.
I was living with my mother playing stuck with little girls.
Used to blind me from the system with everything in the world.
But she loved me like no other took us out of the projects.
Remember when we ate we couldn't shit in the toilet.
Had to keep a pistol on you lock the car as you parked it.
Mama moved us out the hood and got us set in apartments.
The early life was fun, normal days at the school.
New kid still sitting in the back of the room.
Bullies looking at you like they got something to prove.
Real niggas like the vultures they attack as they move.
All this money got me staring got these bitches wanna marry me.
Please excuse my language, I'm looking for mental clarity.
Kingdom of the Angel this is for my Royal family.
Love is like a gift to share these females they can't handle me.
Face down chin up can't break down what we built up.
I say Face down chin up live life and never give up.
These haters try to knock me down they hoping i cant sit up.
I turn my back around i hope u looking in a mirror.
I'm studying my thoughts and my words, they running heavy.
You can tell from when I rhyme on the mic, lyrically ready.
Dusting off this low battery life don't even tell me.
How I'm not afraid to put up a fight go head and test me.
This ain't the shit you been guessing imma answer many questions.
It don't take a written scripture to decide if your a legend.
As i beat the inner sections of this lethal interjection.
Let me preach the needle deep inside these airhead singing lessons.
Welcome to my world of vengeance.
The heart of independence.
How often do we nod into the lives of different women.
The thought to be revived is honest as the God of living.
As my haters speak in silence let the devils war be written.
Young and gifted.