Archie Bang - Rebirth (Of Ill) lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Yah, uh huh

There comes that time,

When you gotta give 'em truth

And truth is light

So just know that if I die tonight

I left you with something

I left you with truth

Yeah, yeah

(Verse)

Been a dreamer, cloud reacher

Aspirations of lavishing living, mackin' kicking my feet up

On dat road to the riches, bangin' keepin' my heat tucked

Must of got the wrong map, them riches never come

Or never came, not in this crack game

Had to switch plans, maybe my name

Develop a flow as addictive as that cocaine

Highly flammable down right explosive, propane

Dreams of celebration' wit my homies like we on man

The ones who been ridin' like, are we there yet?

You ain't got da answers for 'em, it ain't clear yet

Done hit a fork in da road, now you feeling near death

Politics, road blocks, all you want is success

Clock ticking failure, not an option you can live with

Only reason still makes sense why you in this

(Hook x2)

Say Henni by the 5th, Newport to the Brownsville

That rebirth of ill, them other niggas sound real

They real life don't match up, that audio track

(Verse)

Say they never had a friend like me, call it jealousy

Why these niggas switched up, think about it sensibly

Maybe more fame, more opportunity

Look me in the eye homie, you see the truth in me

It was us till them wheels fell off

Positions of power, trump that, here comes double cross

On Allah, I hold no malice, paybacks this mirror that I paint, clear canvas

Reflection you can't look at, cot dammit

Shed light on these bastards, so underhanded

Plotting my demise, like you could crucify

A poor righteous teacher, box with the God

Go head, roll your sleeves up, these lies exposed

Davinci Code, white Jesus, never say die

Live by, lease believe it, for the hopeless and heavy hearted

People who really need this, I breath it

Nigga I bleed It, integrity I keep it

Lost my way for minute, like a scandalized deacon

Repent that, I ain't preaching

Die on my feet instead of living on my knees and

Been a soldier Since Mack was a threat

And Pistol Pete was on street making T-shirts wet

Opposite side of the color line, my right been left

Crip my right been left

(Hook)