lirik lagu chance the rapper - the lion - writing exercise #815
[intro]
ugh
[verse]
today my father came over, today
no invite, i figured he has something to say
he usually call first, but this time, he knocked
i came to the door in my drawers and socks
i said, ”it’s early”, he said, ”it’s almost two o’clock
and i got some keys for you, son, you the lock
now grab that tequila, i’ma break that sh~t down
grab a seat too, n~gga, you might wanna sit down
it’s time to roar, simba, it’s time to roar, simba
it’s time for more embers
it’s time to bring coals, son, it’s been a long winter
now who gon’ crack that whip at the crack of dawn?
dinner isn’t served ’til it’s finished
now who gon’ stop you? who gon’ stop you from stoppin’ you?
focus on them things you gotta do
it’s time to crush that devil on top of you
do your thing, move that pen left to right
let thе cheat sheet copy you
it’s time to roar, rooster, wе need more boosters
we need less ”i stills” and need more ”i used to’s”
if you do choose to turn it up again, boy
i’ll be right there for you like when you lost your friend
now bring that fire and brimstone
come down that mountain, you been shone
the skin tone, shine like a gem stone
everything rock like the flintstones
the pen stay fly, it got jim jones syndrome
look, the lion doesn’t roar ’cause it’s a lion
it roars so that everybody in that jungle know who the lion is
you took some time out to switch your environment
went down to where dave chapelle and richard pryor went
now you back from your sabbatical and radical
give ’em all the keys, that lil’ magical chromatic flow
you ever had to cook a crack rock to have a coat?
but mix the pot and watch it lock up like a matted fro
fire basin baptism
holy water throwin’ in the face of fascism
you already know that it’s goin’ down
n~ggas dyin’ over poems now, sheesh
this ain’t no joke no more
you can’t play in the face of these folks no more
and who you finna go postal for?
your whole support system could post some more
who ate and paid bills with your vocal chords?
i could find better friends at a local store
the ones in your pocket knowin’ holes in yours
at b00by trap yellin’ “throw some more”
it’s time to move militant, it’s time to move militant
it’s time to take time, do your true due diligence
it’s always too soon to gloat about who’s still in this
everyday innocence still get k!llers sent
look into to the river, simba
i know you still got some ken bennett in ya
remember ballin’ up your fist down on avalon
now you fightin’ empires, babylon, africom
don’t forget about your battle arms, armor and your saddle
it’ll get a little heavy when you add ’em on
and don’t forget to tackle all them demons of your own
they’ll tag team ya if you let ’em tag along
let it all out, son
when the tear drops flow, we gon’ ball out, son
you don’t get to see a king ’til you call out one”
then he finished his tequila and he walked out, done
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