Soul Vibe Syndicate - Along Came A Saviour

Yo, we back by popular demand, and a few men that when
Push comes to shove, they put on those gloves make sure you act right
Fall in line young cadet, there's fault lines, best to watch your step
Ayyo, quiet on the set, son stayin' high like Elroy Jetson

Got so much smoothe talk, my words could fuckin' moonwalk
Smokin' that moon rock, till this mood stops
We keepin' the goons locked, this ain't the boondocks
Been at the game since before we got caught in zoom talks
Chill homie, pause for a breath when the crew rocks

Cause we make the waves and state the claims
You monotone, that's David Blaine
We take the blame for when they grab your rhyme book, and they change the page
Face the flames like the monk on the cover of the machine you rage against
Make that graf writer spray the paint, to erase the pain

His pace is strange, facing the rain, don't ever take my lighter from me
Call me Texas Ranger, I'll come at you like a spider monkey
Excuse me sir, you said that rosin is quite lovely
We've got a van packed with the rest of the shipment up by Front Street

Now guess who's sittin' shotgun with a lung full of the finest
Stayin' tongue-tied till the sunrise, man, these planets in alignment
Granted, this assignment's more important than the fine print
Ignore the warning signs and blow the horn before the violence

Blinded by the light, man, I'm the leader of this earth band
Sitting on the throne of the game, built with broken swords and burnt plans
Stay in the mud, like I was born with dirt hands
As the hours pass, flip the hourglass, it's time to grind and turn sands

Affirmative plans, the passion expands
Burnin' a gram, ever heard of us, man
Cursed with a gift, you'd be kissin' my hand
Turnin' the tables, we earnin' our chance
Learnin' to chant that nom de plume
Set the ambiance in every room
With that steady tune, causin' that heavy boom
Last dance with Mary Jane, like Tom Petty do

I'm plenty rude if I'm offending you
In my defense been under regress, but I am still coming through
Into fruition, so sit and just listen
The SVS is what you've been missin'
A grip on your mind with the imagery
Makin' the most of my time in this industry
Savin' up all of my rhymes, makin' history
Along came a saviour, so baby just witness me

Written by:
Christopher Rowan, Matthew Stewart

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