Solo Jones - track 01 (apollo)

Touch of this Midas it's so divine
Got titles on titles there's nothing like you
Got rivals on rivals they wanna spite you
The hearts of the frail you see
I've been impaired with something that I failed to see was running
Right into me
It's giving me
Harsh vibes so pardon the harsh delivery
Yeah
They shade my eyes when I'm looking far
So
I dip my hands in they cookie jar
Uh
I think I'm Cassius when I'm hooking off
Think I'm Malcolm
Bobby flay without the cook involved
They see the gods see the demons in me
They see the friend then see the Judas see the caesar in me
They see the hero see the villains at peace
See the leader see the idi amin
Need the sight but I'm too tired to see
Needed heart who gon supply it but me
I used to dream but I'm to conscience to sleep
I'm just a winner too involved in his streak
I'm just a shepherd that's surrounded by sheep
Pound for pound I was engineered
To destroy and to interfere
Ignite the love and instill the fear
Felt the vibes heard it crystal clear
Gave em pain they was well aware
Traded smoke for some fresher air
Sported fits I would never wear
Read from scripts that just weren't for me
Narrator I just tell the story
Yeah
I came farther than most
Bow our heads we should all take a toast
We done came a long way from being hard headed starving and broke
To being over booked evolved and approached
With many offerings
Off em if they ain't honoring
Part of the table to every seed I been harvesting
Still being modest I lob this ball out of pocket
With every truth they be hiding and
hand it off to the audience
To every plain I been conquering
They been heavy as Tonka trucks to a toddler
A tricycle to a Chevy
And 20 cents to a dollar
I take the slightest of sounds and I make them louder
I change the weather and let it rain
What goes in my head and stays
Gets put on a center stage
A penny for your thoughts them niggas fall for like anything
I ran the ball from 80 yards I'm coming for every ring
Heisman in my masters jacket drip when my celly ring
Don't trip if I don't answer
You know the devils not a dancer
And I ain't swaying my Js with ya two left feet
I just be playing my place
And they just follow my lead
And they just follow my

Written by:
Javier F

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