MY SOUND

Chorus:
My sound beat the underground
And bubble the airwaves
I’m dropping product frequently
Like Jordan drop them air j’s                                               
And I’m fully aware  
A lot of rappers putting it down
But me I’ve been soul searching
And this the person that I’ve found

1st verse

Oh yeah, I’m fully aware
A lot of rappers putting it down
But me, i been soul searching
And this the person that i found
You can catch me in ATL
In the cut on the underground
I’m saved and sanctified
Free and no longer bound
Zeruba gone hold it down
Cause Christ still hold the crown
My mission, blast on this industry
And smash on these clowns
Bring hope to the nations
As i flood the radio stations
Til they let us in and plug us in to constant rotation
And lately I’ve been preparated for necessary preparation
Listen dude i aint no fool, ridicule is what I’m facing
I aint’ hating, all I’m saying it’s either god or Satan
And these blasphemous emcees due a rude awakening
They boasters of themselves, man look how they behaving
No prisoners want be taken
Please believe we aint playing
I don’t talk less I walk it
Revolution let’s spark it
I’m loyal until my death
Real solider march til they step

2nd verse

Nobody spit from the heart no more
They only concern is meeting quotas
We misleading the same folks
That feed our family and supports us
I was in the same boat
Before I bent my knees and repent
For putting corruptible non sense
In my lyrical content
They say rap music destructive
And we say nothing constructive
And the lack of truth is making our youth
More and more counter productive
Dirty, I got to agree
Open your eyes and you will to
Look how many soldiers and soldierettes
Wanna be like you
Just think about it everything they do
 Is inspired by song
They think it’s cool to bear arms
With intent to do harm
See, we the ones to blame
Cause we the ones they love
Pimpin, we the reasons why these young g’s wanna be a thug
We gotta give em game through our music
And I aint talking about the streets
It’s a war going on and we setting em up for defeat
Its consequences and repercussions
For every life we effect
I aint stunting take it from me, i be god’s chosen elect

3rd verse

My homies is dying dirty, victims of the valley of death
I’m trying to reach, teach ya
Before the reaper rape you of breath
Now life can make ya, break ya, beat ya, defeat ya
Love ya, or hate ya
But through the midst of all this drama,
I got faith in my maker
I’ve made some moves, paid some dues
And i refuse to penny pinch
Went from double up to lbz n brickz
But it’s been henn diesel ever since
Lessons learned, swishers burned
Father forgive me for wasting seasons
I’m pleading show me the reason, what’s my purpose for breathing