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VIDEO CREDITS:
Directed by – Evidence
Director of Photography – Stephen Vanasco
SONG CREDITS:
Written & Performed By Sa-Roc
Produced By Evidence
Co-Produced By Al B Smoov
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LYRICS:
If I could get a taste of my freedom, I would savor every tidbit. Pilot planes like I was Tuskegee. The flyest letterman, call me collegiate. That’s why I get violent on these mics can turn a (Turner) phrase like Ike and Tina, stories bloodied and beaten so well, we’re calling em Red Tales(Tails). How convenient. Facts-The struggle I know left physical scars as lasting proof. Mommy and Pops residual trauma pushed them to bottles Absolut. Homie, that 90s era was Rocky, had to be sly and outfox the coop. Everyone knows a rose can grow from cracks but most don’t blossom fruit. So my lyrical watts like miracle drops. BB, I’m Posdnuos. That’s De La-from the soul. I’m undersold and over hip-hop to boot. They worship green like God, got bands to ear like radios top 10 grooves. My samples clear, I push gems like DeBeers. No conflict, just the truth. See, I’m the plug. I’m giving the people the power, try not to blow out the fuse. I’m so close to these lower and upper cases that I guess that it’s best I recuse. Telling me I need to party and bullshit to win. Well then Homie I guess imma lose. Ain’t no biggie, I’m black obsidian. Rap’s new Gideon. Summon the troops. Roc.
I’m turning over a new leaf.
Same life with a new lease.
Game time, different frame of mind.
Hit the lab up like a 2 piece.
I ain’t a fan of the fame, y’all keep the bread and the groupies.
I just want a group of loyal fam, and if I win, bet the crew eats. My god.
This a stress free zone.
This the best freedom.
I just want a group of loyal fam, and if I win, bet the crew eats. My god.
This a stress free zone. This the best freedom.
I’m just tryna elevate. Ya dig?
They wasn’t feeling that space shit. Told em I was on another level. They said they only investing in fauna and flora, like pussy and flower petals. Pardon my tongue but I grew up building with gods and sparring with horny devils. You rumble with dogs you come up with fleas and potty mouths trying to blacken the kettle. I am not an island, hold up the diaspora with my limbs. Fuck up the system with this atypical gab, some Converse and nylons. I am the calm version of a storm brewing. I’m a monsoon in Thailand. And if my Black fist and my womb irks you, here’s the worlds smallest violin. Check it.
I’m turning over a new leaf.
Same life with a new lease.
Game time, different frame of mind.
Hit the lab up like a 2 piece.
I ain’t a fan of the fame, y’all keep the bread and the groupies.
I just want a group of loyal fam, and if I win, bet the crew eats. My god.
This a stress free zone.
This the best freedom.
I just want a group of loyal fam, and if I win, bet the crew eats. My god.
This a stress free zone. This the best freedom.
I’m just tryna elevate. Ya dig?