LORD ZUKO - Set The Tone

Listen, I gotta set the tone for you
Picture a guy who had a decent childhood
Nothing special, nothing great, nothing terrible
But he knew he'd do something great since he was two
It's something he's always known
He didn't want the fame or the money
He didn't want a big star that he owned
Maybe his own little honey, sure
But not much more
He doesn't like the new rappers
The mumbling or the vanity
Sure there's an art, but he couldn't connect
He was sure not many others could either
So he looked back on his life
And realized he had a message
A message he had to share
But before we get to the effect
We have to know the cause
Okay
Take it back
To the first bookbag
I had on my shoulders
I listened to my Dad
He's a good upstanding man
And I can't picture him
For one single day not here
He taught me to never hit first
But always hit back
To never be a burden
And feel like one at that
Spinning backwards
In a cyclone with some mavericks
"Don't ride on their backs
They're diseased you should know that"
Oh really? I gotta be perfect
But feel like I'm bad
Everything I show you
And you know too
But reassure me, please
I'm great
Not good
Do you love me? You should
Set the tone and the mood
Save the rest for the fans
Got a short timespan, no less than an ant
Under an hour
Spitting it like I just parted with some special powers
Waiting on me to deliver the goods like I'm Parker
Linking with Aaron and Gambino, yeah I'm the Prowler
Suicide mission
Playing with drugs my admission
Gimme a pause to omit shit
But hey it's part of my pay
So shut the fuck up, Ole
You don't think that I've had to struggle
Not like you would understand that
Now I speak with a mumble
You been shying away from the light
Like a vampire bat
Hiding at night
Giving me a fright
Halloween motherfucker
Get rid of your mask
But hold on wait
I don't need the 19
You can still take it off
But keep on social distancing
You can stay the fuck away from me
I don't need your negativity
Got enough of my own
Thinking a lot but I'll stay in the zone
Sitting at home
And writing these songs
Writing a novel
You just might think that I'm awful
Keep it to yourself
I don't need the help
Don't you have anything else
I'm tryna help myself

Written by:
Adolfo Lunardi

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