lirik lagu torae – imperial sound
[intro]
praise
i just don’t understand how things got so out of hand
tell me
[verse 1: torae]
i’m back for another go ’round on this merry-go-round
i’m livin’, pennin’ and givin’ you imperial sound
turn the booth to a burial ground, i hommie everything
the james holmes of the poems, i shotty every…
every beat is the bang, every ringer i rang
every tweeter, every speaker say i’m doin’ my thang
the units i slang, move it, remain, crew is the same
out in hollywood swingin’, sh-t is kool & the gang
my balmains got gratuitous hang, it’s grown man sag
traded the thots for stocks, that’s grown man swag
add a “mothaf-cka” so the ignant people hear me
miseducated as ms. hill in your theories
tryna provide answers like sway searchin’ his siri
with kanye at his side, now can you feel me?
this sh-t is that crucial, it’s ever f-ck me or act neutral
cause they’d rather shoot you than salute you
[interlude: torae]
i mean i couldn’t figure a better way to set it off
been goin’ on for a minute, i’ve been spittin’
yeah, this that imperial sound sh-t
sing it, though
let’s get back to it
[verse 2: torae]
since that last lp, i might have gained some fans
they was on the posturepedic, had a change of plans
don’t let the money change you when it’s changin’ hands
i’ve been a stand-up guy, never changed my stance
i never came to dance, i spit legend
believe we should reign the city, no kick steppin’
my kicks epic, your clique retched, your b-tch ratchet
i’m a solo album away from a hat trick, you can’t match it
you ain’t catch it don’t mean i ain’t pen it
i can quote some dope sh-t, i can’t force ’em to get it
can’t force ’em to listen, it’s more awesomely written
need the pen, the pad, the track best force ’em, i’ve been in
they say pressure bust pipes and make diamonds
sh-t i’m tryna lay the pipe, bustin’ cake rhymin’
it’s ironic, to be nice i rap meanest
my pen had been on the mark, man, i was designed a rap g*nius
[interlude: torae]
that’s real talk, man
and so there you have it
goin’ on for a while, i’ve been wildin’, coney island
yeah, i’m feelin’ like it’s time to get into this lp
but before we get right there, i got my guy sean taylor with me
i’ma let sean talk to ‘yall for a minute, get it
[trumpet solo: sean taylor]
[outro: saul williams]
imperial grace of the lexicon
words are chosen even, and we are not
the sp-ce to ponder, the breath within the trumpet
muted voice, still music, muted minds provoke thought
the meaning of meaning
lovesick poet drunk off enunciation, staggering through universes of belief
premeditation, self preservation
a man should, no matter how mundane the practice
young girl taps his shoulder to ask daddy what that is, aww baby
he’s just sleeping
the uniformed men that surround him never question what they’re policing
your place in this story, rent, owning or leasing
when black lives are capital, they were lowercased
mispr-nounced a whole system you f-ckin’ faced
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu lena – beat to my melody (madizin mix)
- lirik lagu крест (krest) – ини мини мани мо (ini mini mani mo)
- lirik lagu les big byrd – just one time
- lirik lagu laxx p – too
- lirik lagu elane – the night left
- lirik lagu cee magic – versace (verse)
- lirik lagu phemiec – ugly story
- lirik lagu original broadway cast of fun home – “thanks for the care package…”
- lirik lagu paul desmond – that old feeling
- lirik lagu p. blackk – black jesus