lirik lagu the black renaissance – sa-roc
[verse 1: black thought]
dear white people, i am not your negro
yeah, black people, y’all just got your hero
all these rap demons, i’m about to [?]
me and assata, my [?] alter ego
the queen of sheba [?], produce sahida
salute your teacher, my new [?] is a future leader
a testament of my evolution [?]
to be allowed to be human, that’s what the question is
i’m still the answer regardless, rappers is movin’ targets
acknowledge me as the smartest passenger movin’ forward
my little sister bars blast like kalashnikov
just because heavy bass, dance like baryshnikov
the sound pierce like bullets and swords from a nation under attack like
bullets and boards and i’m reppin’ a foundation to the fullest of course
today another life was lost and it could have been yours
whether in colorado or kalupur
you ’bout a mile apart from the sharpness of my remarks
the black oligarch making weaponry out of art
my supplier so messiah, told me we gotta talk, i walk through the dark
now do i roll deep or do i hold heat?
now am i laid back or a control freak?
rockin’ a crown, gilded in gold leaf
i’m from a place where the people dream but don’t sleep
[chorus: sa*roc]
you are now tuned into the classics
this fine art leaders work to the masters
i ain’t met a man and woman yet ’cause it passes
cheers to the slaughter everybody
bow your hand and raise your glasses
you are now tuned into the classics
this fine art leaders work to the masters
i ain’t met a man and woman yet ’cause it passes
cheers to the slaughter everybody
bow your hand and raise your glasses
[verse 2: sa*roc]
look, i won’t keep this dialogue alive
but they still don’t know why i’m out for blood, i’m not surprised
i keep my fangs well hidden behind a model [smiles?]
and this tight [?] i strategize by design
i’m emphatically beast over every domain
i severely bring in states of paralysis for my rabid eyes
and me and thought together portrait of your worst fears
the doctors come to light when two leviathans is fraternizin’
my [?] spinnin’ from god’s innards to [?]
to [?] but y’all [?]
[?]
we both guard dinner tables [?]
[?] i’m scripture in [?]
holy sixteen, so the feind a redeemer
picture a pius caugt in my verses like
i’m second comin’, that’s just one way that i [?] described
i’m [?] pocket that causes
all eyes on me when i occupy sp*ce, immersed in white
’cause i’m lit like a seven*day
my third eye lit, stay wide open like it’s broken, it’s unsettling
it’s a high risk going up against my [?]
it’s black thought and [?], the guy [?]
[chorus: sa*roc]
you are now tuned into the classics
this fine art leaders work to the masters
i ain’t met a man and woman yet ’cause it passes
cheers to the slaughter everybody
bow your hand and raise your glasses
you are now tuned into the classics
this fine art leaders work to the masters
i ain’t met a man and woman yet ’cause it passes
cheers to the slaughter everybody
bow your hand and raise your glasses
[verse 3: sa*roc & black thought]
the adam’s split a dark [?], an enigmatic figure
dwell in shadows, then emerge and my genetics triggered
the sleepin’ giant, the ether supplyin’, keep ’em wired
so when every verse hit this circuit, you make the peep required
who firin’ a live round outta the cartridge?
the foul word written on parchment
high and [?], police and fire department main culprit
a glimmer in the eye of the target, the mind of a marksman
the word sorceress’ preferred source is that black magic
the same orifice, that [?] and spat acid
the dream eater, the green reeper, [?]
the sign of doom [?]
the cypher, the grim reaper, the gatekeeper
the late creeper, the street sweeper, i think deeper
the complete speaker, the svengali
went from reefer in the ally
to [?] with a somali on the beaches of malawi
now we illuminary, the heavy pituitary, knew it very early on
i be the legendary, hot as the sun is my vocabulary contempurary
personally orthographin’ every obituary for y’all
[chorus: sa*roc]
you are now tuned into the classics
this fine art leaders work to the masters
i ain’t met a man and woman yet ’cause it passes
cheers to the slaughter everybody
bow your hand and raise your glasses
you are now tuned into the classics
this fine art leaders work to the masters
i ain’t met a man and woman yet ’cause it passes
cheers to the slaughter everybody
bow your hand and raise your glasses
[outro]
the black renaissance
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