Vojayy - The King's Dead

Play the siren when you hear me
It's a state of a emergency
Please calm down we need to hold on urgently
Heard my people scream
And their pain still hurting me
Twenty-two years and I'm still learning me
Jazz music, rap music, hip hop wack
Melodies hold on what we call rap
Hip hop back
But I ain't acknowledging this
Grammys never for real music they just handy
When you have a conversation of the greatest
But when you keep saying you're the greatest
With these average bars, man
I know your heart hate it
If you ever really loved
This art that we love
The words forming love
The reason that I love
My outlet from my life
It's more than making right
So make this music right
Making music to inspire
I never thought it would come down to the wire
Now I'm feeling like a liar
'Cause said I would save
But the only thing that I saved
Is my words
When it was time for a change
I take that blame
I should've saved it when I had the chance
I wonder with this album would you view as the chance
To make the state of the game better
I can't just make music for myself
I have others relying on the feel
Of my words when I speak it
I'm tired of hearing bars with no teaching
No music full of speeches
Just words that leave me speechless
Like what did I just hear
If I tune out would good times be here
I can't allow it
If we rap with no sense music lasting man I doubt it
It's always someone special
Rapping music like it's official
I'm about to write another issue
To the story of a king
Trying to be better than things
Telling stories with a meaning
Hoping my words feeding
Hoping you see the meaning
I hope it heals your heart
Or at least make you feel a part
Of this community
And this a unity
So make it purely
Only true we accept
You can't tell me you this and that
When you never lived that
I want to hear your life's story
What made you choose this path
'Cause it's a lot of rifts in this place
Tell me can you last
It's easy to make profit fast
But will you last
Man stop the record
Music filing more checks
Just for the record
Everybody paid
Everybody winning
Drop a couple bars now you living
Poverty or music honestly
These things shouldn't bother me
But I've been thinking what do I expect out of me
An old soul speaking facts man I got to be
But it's a curse
Watching what I love change for the worse
Man it's hurts
Stop spending money on cars
Stop having too many nights at the bar
I know I'm guilty of it at times but man
This life I want it more and more
I would record
Even if it's nothing to look towards
I just write my stories
And behind this mic I speak it throughly
Real pain through these words
Real love through my tone
All this love in these bones
I breathe it, I live it
I don't want to see it ending
Please tell me that this isn't
Give me a pen and paper
I'll drop another before you make your decision
Helped a kid out the streets
When I use to listen to them boys speak
Saying man they struggled just like me
Maybe I can make this change
Maybe I can go this way
See the struggle fade away
So make this music real
And a real fan base
You could build
So give your music meaning
Make it more than a song
Have your fans like man
This kid is something more
That's the beauty of this
Painting visions so clear
That you can hear through it
I want to hear it
I want to see what you feeling
What brought you to this life, tell me
What inspired you to write
Bring us back to what we were
No let's evolve into more than just a blur
Make our stories more than words
The Kingdom fell
We're losing beauty
This time it's real
No more number ones
Worth while
No more inspiring a child
No greatest hits
No playlist missed
Just endless miss
I feel like I'm in a mist
Why am I hearing this
This ain't it
No art formed
No love born
Just rap more
This life's gone
We're doing wrong
No real songs
Lies being born
What are we doing now

Written by:
Javon Perry

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