[Intro]
(Statik Selektah)
[Chorus]
Hey, where the mortals and the gods meet
Stay indoors, you ain't built for the concrete
They say the goals that I'm reaching is a hard feat
Yet I rose through the creases in the hard street
Hey, where the mortals and the gods meet
Stay indoors, you ain't built for the concrete
They say the goals that I'm reaching is a hard feat
Yet I rose through the creases in the hard street
[Verse 1: Passport Rav]
This that heart of a king, blood of a slave shit
Synchronicities that I'm spitting was like thе glitching of the Matrix
Kicking up like pistons in the Audi 8 shift
A cloudy day sitting, I need a Saudi vacation
Shining likе a sheik with a Killah Priest
Godzilla fill a street, that's a hard pill to fill a chick
Anaconda couldn't swallow that
Check the mileage stat, I hit the road and pop the collar back
This that sweater season, let it screech in
The pen is leaking, starve the angel and may fed a demon
How they hire rats, futuristic wiretap
Gucci frame shades with the microphone inside of that
I need to see your eyes, I can feel the lies
Dark corner, pop on ya by surprise
Light a bong, the Sensei, the quiet storm
Smile calm and display the fire arm
Metal brandishing, boil the kettle handle and
Fire to establishment, acquire anger management
War tactics set aside without a trail
Modify the food and feminize the alpha male
That's how it is it ain't never been fair
Elegant Prada dress that the Devil would wear
They try to scratch the surface 'til my melanin tears
And I scramble the mantle with the head of a bear, what's up?
[Chorus]
Hey, where the mortals and the gods meet
Stay indoors you ain't built for the concrete
They say the goals that I'm reaching is a hard feat
Yet I rose through the creases in the hard street
Hey, where the mortals and the gods meet
Stay indoors you ain't built for the concrete
They say the goals that I'm reaching is a hard feat
Yet I rose through the creases in the hard street
[Verse 2: Propain]
Yo, I told the homie chin up, you gon' see brighter days
Gotta understand that taking off might come with slight delays
He fed up, patience is thin like fuck these righteous waves
Tempted just to run back to the crime 'cause that's the life that pays
Crazy how I'm all up in his face with all these icy chains
Lookin' like the come up that he needed, that thought is quite insane
Where I'm from success make you a target, that's the price of fame
And it's always the ones that look like you, it's a sheisty game
But me, I'm no different, I let this rifle bang
If niggas thinking sweet, we bake cakes and let the slices rain
Used to watch them junkies on the corner filling pipes with cane
Really thought that shit was human nature like what Michael saying
And speaking of goats, but not the slight Jermaine
Fuck the top five, you can't coop 'em on the mic with Pain
Spit it so vivid, can make the blind get their sight again
Am I the best, nigga? Was Kendrick trying to pipe Sherane?
So don't ask who the one, I turn these pro wings into Louis Vuittons
Game was on the line, I turned the Lukah Don
Niggas love to hate behind them phones, they got computer tongues
We knock 'em off the board 'cause real kings, they never move with bums
But I was dead, mane I'm blessed you see I'm used to slums
Used to hear them scream as loud as hell when mothers lose a son
I made it out who knew this boss that I would soon become
Would kill the game and get his youngest paid, I'm the new LeBron, Pro
[Chorus]
Hey, where the mortals and the gods meet
Stay indoors you ain't built for the concrete
They say the goals that I'm reaching is a hard feat
Yet I rose through the creases in the hard street
Hey, where the mortals and the gods meet
Stay indoors you ain't built for the concrete
They say the goals that I'm reaching is a hard feat
Yet I rose through the creases in the hard street
[Verse 3: Lukah]
If you ain't built for this, this shit can take you under
Only the strong remains whole in the place that sold us under
The frail ones, they get squandered, the people are in come with us
Blood and tears on the stones, reason the sky's so somber
Ever seen a soul sunder from the body when it suffers
The war times ain't for the youth, pray every home has a bunker
We're outgunned and outnumbered, they send the men from over yonder
They fear us gods 'cause they know this shit can change at any juncture
We was the first to walk the mother, we'll be here when dust settles
Can't welcome change peacefully when you're on immortal level
We're bred in the cruelest feathers where the Devil loves to meddle
Might have to teach my seeds to solve their problems using metal
To learn death has no schedule, learn to use their full potential
And be providential, they gotta work extra hard to be successful
'Cause this concrete jungle don't give a fuck about if their special
The cop teams, the world takes, make them think they're non-essential
See, I am God's vessel since I cracked the system's masonry
I heard it's a tough feat, but I'ma complete the mission gracefully
Should probably be subtle, but I'ma handle shit blatantly
Be firm and direct 'cause I never point shit aimlessly
We know you sending agencies to do dirty activities
Or someone who looks like me to infiltrate the people's infantry
See, on this concrete, this shit is much deeper than bigotry
You ain't figured that out, then stay inside with all that fuckery
My soliloquy, word
[Chorus]
Hey, where the mortals and the gods meet
Stay indoors, you ain't built for the concrete
They say the goals that I'm reaching is a hard feat
Yet I rose through the creases in the hard street
Hey, where the mortals and the gods meet
Stay indoors you ain't built for the concrete
They say the goals that I'm reaching is a hard feat
Yet I rose through the creases in the hard street
[Outro]
When we, the Americans, we the American people are able to accept the fact that I have to accept, for example, that my ancestors are both white and black, that on that continent we are trying to forge a new identity for which we need each other
And that I am not a ward of America
I'm not an object of missionary charity
I am one of the people who built the country
Until this moment, there is scarcely any hope for the American dream, because the people who are denied participation in it by their very presence will wreck it
And if that happens, it's a very grave moment for the West Thank you
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