orinoco – promo (t.w.i.y.t.c.) lyrics
verse:
as the sands of time proceed down south
i realise there’s much more to leak from the mouth
more to give the planet relinquish the doubts
extinguish the shouts of hatred
and go on this bout to make it
go on this boat as the waves h-t
make it to the sh-r-
and show the folks your naked core
show them how orinoco pours
every ounce of sweat
pounds his chest
allows every breath
to be stronger than the last
become the monster and smash
them obstacles in front of you
not even the gods can stop you
from shaking the earth and rockin you
into a new stratosphere of rhythm
inspire joy and happiness within em
once you begin spittin
show em you won’t leave till breathing’s finished
eat the critics and spit em out
i studied every inch of this house
of hip hop and i’m not leaving now
oh no the orinoco isn’t afraid to shout
he’s come to take the crown but beforehand
he’s got a message to soar to the stands
a message not just for the fans
but to all of mankind
i’m nothing more than a man who rhymes
don’t take every word of mine as gospel
i’m not an apostle
or a speaker of god’s will
i’m not jesus or mohammad but i will
preach my perspective and fill
you with the tools to rebuild your cerebrum
in the age where it’s cool to be dumb
the brains the most dangerous weapon you can brandish
so use it fellow legends to your advantage
i’m not the type that’ll tear a party up
or vibe in the club’s i’m sorry but
i can’t lighten up a bit
a t-tan that ruptures and spits
lightenin and thunder i emit
the kinda hunger to a point where i admit
there’s times when i don’t see the point in it
but then i feel the fire that leaves my joints lit
then i flow and seize the component
that makes me strive to keep on goin
sacrifice sleep and begin flowin
like noone is comparable
noone compares to my quill
when i begin to stab the page
your mind is trapped in a cage
from a tunnelled vision
some will dismiss him
as a suburban preacher
a destined to be john lennon dead and gone dreamer
or a guy tryna rupture earth through the speaker
but all i’m trying to do is save the world
make it through the hurtles
through the dirt and non merciful
fools that run this sphere of crust
i know the real m-f-s are here us
till we disappear to dust
i’m like immortal tech on the martyr
press record and wreck it harder
than nine tenths of artists
my rhymes have depths like darkness
from here on i’m the microphone marksman
with a light in my core and heart
like tony stark
phony marks go home and depart
went loco on the last record dissected myself
but on this i’m interested in the health
of the planet and my globe -ssessment
is that we’re going into unprecedented
levels of the abyss
where the only interest is
cybernetic sentences
and the devilish ecstacy of gold
the weaponry i hold
is not full automatic or semi
it’s a mental attachment that many
won’t feel till it’s too late
no matter the audio clips i create
you just slip into a state
of constant denial
i know some would want me on trial
for the truth i eject
but i refuse to accept
a world falling of the edge
my sh-t makes thoughts brawl in your head
i’m no conspiracy theorist or flat earther
no martin or wannabe nat turner
i make this for people other than me
motherf-ckers that be
deemed unworthy and disadvantaged
in this increasingly smoking canvas
and this is me gone for a while
defuse the bomb in style and vanish
off into the coming storm
create something that’ll form
the basis
that looks beyond races
that looks at what it means to be human
it’s not all doom and gloomin
i can see a sun behind that mountain
i can’t express the joy i’ve found in
making music
so instead of making you sit through strips
of my life and past
i’ll try and cast
the troubles away
even if i stumble decay
i hope you’ll find me humble and pray
that i make it
stop you being mentally enslaved with
all this bullsh-t
start a revolution and do it
f-ck your nonsense i’m not accepting none
f-ck the past cuz when it’s all said and done
i hope you realise the worst is yet to come
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