Asante Farid - Revived

Darker times
I died last night I'm revived
Might Chance it turn my bitch into my housewife
They sold away the truth for a lie
Left me out for dead no surprise still I rise
You should've gone for the head
It ain't safe cause your friendly with my friends
You aggy
You so aggy
You should be the mascot for Texas A&M

Damn
Heard you still selling grams
Heard you still selling xans yeh
Hope you still got some painkillers kid killing you ain't in the plans
You gone wish I did instead yeh
It's a long road ahead
You gone wish for a dead end

I put lamb's blood on the door
Damn it feels like 1984
Big brother want the Third World War
Kiss my family hug my pen and clench my sword

I could read the writings on the wall
My bro'll sell it you in the final call
You showed me who you are
We can't get too close cause I heard you from afar

God of war I'm Kratos
My niggas lack pathos when it comes to pesos
So if it's bad business then
We gone need recompense
Half of y'all will have to disappear when my fingers snap like Thanos
I blow like canoes
Volcan de Fuego
They know
Hawaii Guatemala
But I've got a bigger problem
Cause it's nothing but a fact
More murders in Chicago
Than Afghanistan and Iraq
When you combine em'
Now my niggas running jumping white folks judging like the combine
School run out of money we gone set the city on fire
Sick of being tired
I got fired
I got higher
Think we finna rob the reverend but we'll never harm the choir

Darker times
I died last night I'm revived
Might Chance it turn my bitch into my housewife
They sold away the truth for a lie
Left me out for dead no surprise still I rise
You should've done what you said
It ain't good cause you down about what you did
You venom
You full of venom
You should be the mascot for Florida A&M

I love Atlanta
My niggas missing screws
Every tool look like a hammer
Everything ain't what it seems
Can't trust nothing on a screen
Niggas quitting off the team
It's a good thing I've got me
15 thousand on the Yo
I'll recoup it from the show
My seed is worth a billie
Stay away from Monsanto
Keep the sage burning slow
Burning slow
Keep my sins running low
Keep the devil at a distance
Why you think I got keffiyeh on my dome

Yeah, this a full vibe new classic
Bhrama Bull give the airplay got me on my LeBron
I might move out to LA like I still believe in Magic
This a rise from the ashes
This a sign of

Darker times
I died last night I'm revived
Might Chance it turn my bitch into my housewife
They sold away the truth for a lie
Left me out for dead no surprise still I rise
You should've thrown me off the edge
It ain't done cause your sorry that you made a mess
You bitchmade
You so bitchmade
You should've went to Spelman cause nigga you'se a

God is good, all others must pay in cash
A young Hov, which one of ya'll is Damon Dash
I make a track and Dash radio'll pay it back
I throw it up, they grab it fast like we playing jacks

Written by:
Asante Muhammad

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