Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
I see the grey cloud and grey sky looking on me
Hide my identity as I roam London City
No security as we walk the realms of life
It's so long like spins of a dice
I don't pack strife, but don't step like a victim
See mad kids get caught up in the system
All I know
Is what a feel in my heart
These fake knuckleheads need to go back to start
And
Life gets hard
Some get scarred
I'll be elevating representing with the stars
On my own in my room where these thoughts get deep
Nowadays I ain't scared of the repear
Everyone deceased but I don't wanna live with the beast
Rock the microphone as time slides like grease
Through the ups and the downs, the lows and the highs
Living life like the sun, so, I have to rise
Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset)
Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset)
Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset)
Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset)
I feel the stress of the world run through my chemistry
See the whole universes divine heresy
Sporting fresh 'did as as I'm walking through the night
And the type stuff these MCs don't like
I shed light, shine like a crystal
B-boy for life
Rip through your lyrical tissue
Many eyes
Are glazed with visions of splendour
Roll like Shirley Basset, wanna be a big spender
But my agenda is to keep this true
These beats got me (???) when life gets blue
Sands of deception
Waterfalls of time
Mysteries of life, freestyles of the shrine
When I shine
You third eye shall see
I start to see my whole destiny
Voice speak to me from long gone Jedi knights
Thoughts take fight to astronomic heights
Rise
Sunrise (sunrise), sunset (sunset) (Sunrise, sunset)
Sunrise (sunrise), sunset (sunset) (Sunrise, sunset)
Sunrise (sunset)
I'm threatened with the curse of mortal silence
And if I'm going down, right now I drop the science
See misguidance in these MCs
Wackness is a desease and I got the remedies
Rock the illest breaks wearing fat laced Pumas
Spread the underground with simple rumors
It's like tumours in your head
Grow slow, the it kills you
Whack MCs, I'm not in your lyrical view
Blowing up spots at second-hand record shops
Get odd looks as I buy strange plastic
Little did they know I flip sample mathematic
The busted loop expert
Scratches and crackles
But when it goes down its mad nice like (???)
Every time I grab the mic I put my soul on the line
So if you ain't ready, rubewoy, you best decline
Uff selling out, uff these MCs
Hold it down like books
Plus no diggity
III Jedi
Coming for you mic wuss is
Heads can't take this like
Superman and Lois's
Rise
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Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset)
Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset)
Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Sunset
Sunrise
Sunrise
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset