SOTSA Lyrics

Independent Superstars featuring Wordz
Lyrics ©opyright Wordz 2004, All Rights Reserved

:: Verse1 ::
Make the exclusive/ producing soul movements/ Keep my insides loose to make my life ellusive/ From satan's hands understand the demands of overcoming every circumstance clasped in His hands/ I enhance with the ryhme designed/ To reach inside my soul and let you step into my mind/ To see graffiti on walls through mazes and halls that condems consumption from fast food and strip malls/ Listen-sit back-put down the six pack for a moment/ Study the ways of my movement/anylize every component/ Ya'll rental rappers/I rent to own it/ Harness the wisdom of God/Focus and hone it/ Took the spot and blown it/ Stop breath and meditate in every moment/ Your dj's just as guilty cause your wack and he condones it/ Think about it for a minute/ If the rap game was hard work, would you still be up in it?/ The test of a man's strength is his trial/ Got our children in denial thinking the key of life is found in 8 mile/ Hip hop floated in a basket down the nile/ Now the prophets come forth ready to tear down all of pharoah's courts/ Mission abort I rap to exhort and export radical views/ That will make you drop your newports/ Keep your mind open/ In the mean time I keep the rhyme smokin' and provokin'

:: Chorus ::
Heed thyself and check who you are/ For the clubs/the youth groups/ for the cats in the bars/ All planets in between/bounce from earth to mars/ We make it ours/ all independent superstars

:: Verse2 ::
Its interesting this industry's loosing interest/ To the finish my creativity starts to diminish/ From leagalist arts in the congregation/ The missions here and were sending missionaries to other nations/ And these big mouths talking filth to stand and judge me/ But when it comes time to battle/Yall snap back like a bungee/ I'm from the Chi we get down and grungy/ from the north side to the south side/One hundred and twenties/ I make your heart stop with a scratch and a hi hat/ This goes out to all hip hop heads honeys and fly cats/ You dig me like artifacts in your back yard/ And heres a big hug for all you rappers trying to act hard/ I'm not angry I'm just anointed/ And I speak for everyone who bought your album and was dissapointed/call this constructive critisism/ If there was no critics in this world then we'd have a backwards system/ run by fools using intimidation as tools/ Now free speech is banned from our churches and schools/ I dive in pools of lyrics and wordplay/come to the surface/ and say what you wouldn't on your worse day/ I'm not bound by any mans opinion/ Except for the one who died and stopped my flesh from sinning/ Loosen my inhibitions expert at soul winning/ An emcee come fresher than this/ you must be kidding/ I'm at a place of freedom you can't have/ And the album you put out mine as well take that back to the lab/ And if you aint called/I'll make you a believer/ You know what happened to them dudes and the sons of Sceva...

:: Chorus ::
Heed thyself and check who you are/ For the clubs/the youth groups/ for the cats in the bars/ All planets in between/bounce from earth to mars/ We make it ours/ all independent superstars

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