Soul Fighter (feat. PB Down)

Текст песни Legacy City - Soul Fighter (feat. PB Down)

Dreams are the books that's been
Written to tell stories about your soul
So it's a constant war in the mind
They say that's the devil playground
But they slay ground every time they see our kids elevate
But they give us the elevator to hell
Sayin' crime pays while we rot in the cells

Been around for a minute, child now (Child now)
They don't like what they see in me (What they see in me)
But I promise you one thing, I'm really '
Bout that life (Really 'bout that life, yeah)
A soul fighter, we're still survivin'
I'm a soul fighter, we keep it strivin'
I'm a soul fighter, you ain't gotta like it
I'm a soul fighter, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Time will only tell if you're down for the cause
The clock is tickin' so will you rise or fall?
A point in your life, you have to pick a side
Do you know what war you're fighting? Will you ride or die?
I'll die on my feet before I live on my knees
To body your courage is a necessity
It's only right or wrong, discern the difference
Learn how to be still and pay attention
So many wolves in sheep clothing
Take pride in your life and keep it going
I know you see the light, it's shining brighter
Feel your carbon burn, that's your soul fighter
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I've been around for a minute, child now (Child now)
They don't like what they see in me (What they see in me)
But I promise you one thing, I'm really '
Bout that life (Really 'bout that life, yeah)
A soul fighter, we're still survivin'
I'm a soul fighter, we keep it strivin'
I'm a soul fighter, you ain't gotta like it
I'm a soul fighter, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I really don't like people but hey, whatever
I'm a product of the product that you put in my neighborhood (Facts)
Dealin' with identical sins, they got
It actin' like Sims for twins (Damn)
Got my soul in a chokehold, Lord knows
Really hard to tell who friends or foes
Clickin' out like a déjà vu, click-clack, make me daze your crew
The days you knew, they aimin' at your crown
And they aimin' at your fitted, and they gamin' at your throne
If you still don't get it, everything that they mimic
You are not authentic, it's ironic how they act iconic
Dr. Dre was throwin' beats 'fore they
Fold up chronic, when they all demonic
You don't even gotta speak, keep your hellos
Not the horn, not the sound of your head
And leave you bleedin' out your halo
Say though, catch me ridin' solo
Shooter in the driver, make somethin' out of nothin'
And I be on, MacGyver
I'm a soul fighter (I need better friends)
Survival (Facts)