Tongue - BONAFIDE, FORTIFIED.

They said the destined were born as leaders
We know they test us the more they need us
Behold the message they're gonna read us
Tell me if they tell any truths, are they lion
Apply no pressure or you'll get beat up
My nerves stay on curbs ready to jump through speakers
If you're feeling frogger feel free to leap up
I ain't afraid of a night mare, I'm stead fast
On my steed of perseverance

Oouuu, ooouuu, oooouu, oouuu
Ooouuu, oouuu, oouuu, ooouu

Been around the corner stores kicking my rhymes
Before I was on exile honing my writing
Heavy with the left hand, light on the right
But don't mistake me for no ghetto messiah
Won't get carried away, I'm not married to Mariah
But I hold a cannon for the nickel and the dimers
You can call me an exalted pariah
Been around the corner stores kicking my rhymes
Before I was on exile honing my writing
Heavy with the left hand, light on the right
But don't mistake me for no ghetto messiah
Won't get carried away, I'm not married to Mariah
But I hold a cannon for the nickel and the dimers
You can call me an exalted pariah
I am
Bonafide, fortified

You don't have to rush in and push for no reason
You have the gust on your side, it's your season
Falling in line with the times you are leaving
Branch outside of your entire region
Cause
They said the destined were born as leaders
We know they test us the more they need us
Behold the message they're gonna read us
Tell me if they tell any truths, are they lion
They said the destined were born as leaders
We know they test us the more they need us
Behold the message they're gonna read us
Tell me if they tell any truths, are they lion

Oouuu, ooouuu, oooouu, oouuu
Ooouuu, oouuu, oouuu, ooouu

Apply no pressure or you'll get beat up
My nerves stay curbs ready to jump through speakers
If you're feeling frogger feel free to leap up
Wyhiu
Apply no pressure or you'll get beat up
My nerves stay curbs ready to jump through speakers
If you're feeling frogger feel free to leap up
Wyhiu

Been around the corner stores kicking my rhymes
Before I was on exile honing my writing
Heavy with the left hand, light on the right
But don't mistake me for no ghetto messiah
Won't get carried away, I'm not married to Mariah
But I hold a cannon for the nickel and the dimers
You can call me an exalted pariah
I am
Bonafide, fortified
Bonafide, fortified
Bonafide, fortified
Bonafide, fortified
Bonafide, fortified

Journalism my sight
Astigmatism in my Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes
Bipedal, I use both legs
When I'm biking wish I had a moped
When I'm walking wish I had a flight
Out of my city
I ain't gon' lie, on my life
I've been living like I'm gon' see the sunlight every daytime
Love the night
Shining armor on my biceps
Feeling like a triceratops from the cops shooting on my blocks
I'm going extinct
I introduce to my framework
Same dirt as you supreme oils
Spells soil
Thinking about, "Who knew?"
Brown as the down, or
Blue as the up view

Been around the corner stores kicking my rhymes
Before I was on exile honing my writing
Heavy with the left hand, light on the right
But don't mistake me for no ghetto messiah
Won't get carried away, I'm not married to Mariah
But I hold a cannon for the nickel and the dimers
You can call me an exalted pariah
I am
Bonafide, fortified
Bonafide, fortified
Bonafide, fortified
Bonafide, fortified
Bonafide, fortified

Written by:
tongue., Jibra'il Abdul-Azeem

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