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lirik lagu cherokee – sovrgrvpes

this the origin story
boys meets world guess i’m corey
grew up in gang territory
less than ten years from forty
but part of me still a shorty
respectful but i got a problem with authority
i was raised by women so i grew in a sorority
curly hair wandering builders square
and the other shops at bel air
we used to always go there
that was back when we stayed on veach street
cash me outside n-gga where the receipt?

my reflection eternal but the mirrors surely change
does the caged bird sing? or merely express its pain?
is there a difference? dissonance imprisons this union
i’ve been waiting on this garden to begin blooming
looming above me the most natural lumen
i’m -ssuming i’m a shoe in flow just like a trap house
underground with the sewage
and every night i sleep with the most truest influences

used to be truant now i’m present
f-ck the past live in the present
some will always view us as peasants
but i promise i’ll always be pleasant
coming through with the message
and ever since my son was born
call me dizzy gillespie i’m tooting my own h-rn
i’ve weathered so many storms
i feel i gotta perform in pro form
even though at times i feel war torn

lavender candle burning on the daily like a calendar
7 days a week i’ll go off on any challenger
serious damage like i ran you over with a challenger

no writers block i be blockin like dikembe
catch me in a henley peaking like them tents be
and i’m the reaper don’t tempt me
these are just my thoughts i won’t charge you a penny
yo never gave a f-ck used to lace the chucks
pull up in the truck puffin on the skunk yelling out “the what”

before we bought our gear from dot coms
we was copping at al wissams
you know them girbaud hook ups
looking for hoes to hook up wit
life was simple break the ice like do you got a pencil?
fantasize ‘till dismissal
the princ-p-l had me feeling so dismal
so i just ditched school merely based upon my principles
looking back yeah i made some bad choices
but i always knew just how powerful my voice is
never quiet in my head man i was hearing them voices

taunted by the system still locked up in mental prison
ivy dressed windows in the bronx flooding my vision
city on fire just wishing for air conditioning
aura shining in the form a crown
used to feel i was h-ll bound like i’d never leave the ground
now i’m reaching new heights and i ain’t even hit the pipe

mental calisthenics i’m sick but don’t need a medic
this an honest homage to all my modest beginnings
sitting at honest johns just sipping water with lemon
i been writing for penance now running home with the pennant
regulator of verbal data hot like the equator
modern poetry curator food for thought that i cater
keep it 300 like gladiators black on black like a raider
bet this sh-t bump 300 years later

- sovrgrvpes

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