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Dres - Tru Kings lyrics
Yo, I don't remember the date as I was just an adolescent I played with animals growing up on a fertile crescent And I be the eldest of the king of the land Now understand my father's the original son of man And I know each that be and everybody knows me I live diseased, in poverty plus I'm still living free Said I can read (plus) write (got) bitches beyond sight But my main aim to architect my peoples' delight Till the return of men, my father said we're off then I think they killed him, see, I never saw him again As I was took with other men and women on a course Against our will to a land I put more work than a horse Of course called slave, beat my tongue into a grave And gave me all I got, and that's my culture to save >From ourselves, though the seed was planted by Ebenezer If I die rest my body in the tombs of Giza, it's true kings [Chorus x2] Get pleasure from people and not things Love to live life and the life love brings Move the whole mass with strength not fear Men amongst men, you could never compare To be a king hallowed, followed till I walk like a stork I sweep the floor of the poor, see life is more than a chore Got to watch my own back, you see it's all that I got To be king without assurance but the nerve to get shot You see to be but not to be, that is the danger in anger We see and don't agree but treat our own like a stranger Now a king can bring an end to this brutal attack Say you don't have to agree but, yo, I got to be black To be black it's like a labyrinth plus it's deep as a well But to be king is to rise when people knew they could fail I try my best to break the tape and be the one you get with When I'm going I flow with the fluidness of liquid Still adversity tries to bring out the worst in me As we first to die live amongst the worst conceit Some would do otherwise, said it simple as I can be A wise man, king in the words of I Am, true kings [Chorus] Nowadays I pull deep and hear the crackling of the fire On my phil', indeed by the first seed shot my thoughts build Like the depths of my mind could run a ballpoint dry Light flashes before the lashes of my inner mind's eye, to die Or live remanded, how they got us branded with they jokes They said Leval was the giggler [???] I hope the light mist them like the sun miss tonight All my mans is gone for long ass stretches of sight It ain't right or what we found, just Chinatown Yo, we supposed to own it, sometimes I speak upon it To say we should have known it, specially since we're on weight I sit with Lord Cee, Ol' Felon and Shorty Black Twice as far ahead after we all look back Feeling strong, I been looking at this world go wrong All along, only now I could have written this song So feel the shrill in my tone, I'll rock your ass to the bone But step up, black man, gotta step up, black man You gotta step up, black man, please step up, black man Yo, please step up, black man, it's time to step up, black man Step up, black man and take your place on the throne as true kings [Chorus] Check it now, this be like a calling Not just to myself, and every black man But especially to myself and every black man Talking over here, talking over there, everywhere |
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