surve - triumph lyrics
this right here it’s for the ones who thought it wasn’t possible and for those who against it right now
triumph…
i remember when music used to paint pictures of true stories, it was about life, substance, me i don’t know where we drop that ball at, but it’s enough of rappers saying nothing, it’s time to get back to it
like i was crippled but now i’m walking without a cane, like an addict a fresh needle without a vein, call me a runaway running away from all the pain, hiding under grey skies like i’m free from the rain, hurricane bars nickname disaster, but a master, with the flow you can ask
her, best that ever hit the scene them kicks coming after, louisiana heart spit somebody call a pastor, body that murder every track i capture, sorry it’s just who | am forgive me i’m a natural, i know you getting the booth find it and don’t write nothing, but fam i’m sick with the pen and lyrically i’m coming, do you really understand what they be saying, cuz i don’t really be getting it bra! i need a hand somebody lend me your ear don’t be scared it’s nothing to fear, honest is in the house so the promise is in the building here, geez up mic check let me cook, and all i need is me a couple pages out my rhyme book, sorry, don’t mean to interrupt the party, but dog i got some steelers outside and they ready to get it started pittsburgh in the bayou, and i don’t need a punchline i’m hitting like polamalu, john c maxwell the winning att-tude, you can go on follow cuz i’ll lead them like a king a do, more focused than
i, than i can ever be, truth in spit it out and i’ma be the one to preach, church in the front row i’m looking for the deacon, born with the mic in my hand a pair of adidas, shorty on my side tennis skirt call her serena, einstein real bright sing like aaliyah and i ain’t trying to be a star but shine when i see her, she got my name on her back that’s till the end, her first name queena guess it’s time over again, but i’m running this here so homie sit and watch me win, louisiana truth but chu can call me fabian, something like a running back
so better yet it’s adrian, general i stand at attention life’s amazing, but im full speed nas car and i’m racing, came from the ghetto i was looking for my patience, said i wasn’t good enough, told me i should give it up, now im in the rolling stone, check it you can look it up, boy this grind don’t never stop, youngen getcha digits up, even if they don’t reply, keep it pushing keep it up, never quit, never fold, catch a
pic & run it up
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