Archie Bang - Rebirth (Of Ill) Lyrics
Yah, uh huhThere comes that time,When you gotta give 'em truthAnd truth is lightSo just know that if I die tonightI left you with somethingI left you with truthYeah, yeahBeen a dreamer, cloud reacherAspirations of lavishing living, mackin' kicking my feet upOn dat road to the riches, bangin' keepin' my heat tuckedMust of got the wrong map, them riches never comeOr never came, not in this crack gameHad to switch plans, maybe my nameDevelop a flow as addictive as that cocaineHighly flammable down right explosive, propaneDreams of celebration' wit my homies like we on manThe ones who been ridin' like, are we there yet?You ain't got da answers for 'em, it ain't clear yetDone hit a fork in da road, now you feeling near deathPolitics, road blocks, all you want is successClock ticking failure, not an option you can live withOnly reason still makes sense why you in thisSay Henni by the 5th, Newport to the BrownsvilleThat rebirth of ill, them other niggas sound realThey real life don't match up, that audio trackSay Henni by the 5th, Newport to the BrownsvilleThat rebirth of ill, them other niggas sound realThey real life don't match up, that audio trackSay they never had a friend like me, call it jealousyWhy these niggas switched up, think about it sensiblyMaybe more fame, more opportunityLook me in the eye homie, you see the truth in meIt was us till them wheels fell offPositions of power, trump that, here comes double crossOn Allah, I hold no malice, paybacks this mirror that I paint, clear canvasReflection you can't look at, cot dammitShed light on these bastards, so underhandedPlotting my demise, like you could crucifyA poor righteous teacher, box with the GodGo head, roll your sleeves up, these lies exposedDavinci Code, white Jesus, never say dieLive by, lease believe it, for the hopeless and heavy heartedPeople who really need this, I breath itNigga I bleed It, integrity I keep itLost my way for minute, like a scandalized deaconRepent that, I ain't preachingDie on my feet instead of living on my knees andBeen a soldier Since Mack was a threatAnd Pistol Pete was on street making T-shirts wetOpposite side of the color line, my right been leftCrip my right been leftSay Henni by the 5th, Newport to the BrownsvilleThat rebirth of ill, them other niggas sound realThey real life don't match up, that audio track
