Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
Frozen hearts can't wither because they can't feel
Life turned upside down, I still cartwheeled
Open up my God blessed mouth and let the bars spill
Brother know the war ain't over until the last kill
I was taught "Love thy neighbour but get the paper"
They hate it when you're winning but love it when you're a failure
I nearly died in labour, that's why they call me the Stone
What happens when the underdog finds its way to the bone?
I made it through the travesties, I've established the code
I dabbled in the magic, I'm acrobatic with flows
I mastered mathematics, the mathematics of soul
Antagonists embarrassed, we never manage to fold
Clones couldn't manage the havoc we would've thrown
I speak for all my people that's coming from broken homes
When all you've seen is crazy, but never letting it show
But this the testament, this the essence of letting go
Sometimes it takes the pressure to fester to get the gold
The comfort zone, a beautiful place, but nothin' grows
All we need is leverage, I'm ready, I'm well evolved, Heaven knows
The pressure was heavy, I never broke
The shackles on my feet that were there are now released, now I'm free
Feelin' my freedom was under siege, I perceive
They told us they coded and so receive, did indeed
Nothin' was growing, I couldn't breathe
I kill and be discreet, you couldn't be this deep
Even if I dig the hole and put you six feet deep
Sometimes I might miss sleep hoping they digest me
If your eyes stay close then your eyes won't see
Times were peak, I tried to find a way
Sometimes it takes a fire to make you feel alive again
But what's a stoke without a flame, a track without a train
The grind without the fame, a car without a lane
A plus without the one it means you isn't getting in
Frankincense and myrrh, good tidings we bring
It'll probably be a minute 'fore they ever let us in
Doesn't matter when you're a king, and so I sing
Frozen hearts can't wither because they can't feel
Life turned upside down, I still cartwheeled
Open up my God blessed mouth and let the bars spill
Brother know the war ain't over until the last kill
Until the last kill
Yeah
Birmingham City
Uh, what's good
We got Mikey on the buttons, yeah
Shoutout to Yogi in the house
Nobody cares till everybody does
Now isn't just that the truth
Yeah, yeah, uh
