RISE - A COLORS SHOW

Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset I see the grey cloud and grey sky looking on me Hide my identity as I roam London City No security as we walk the realms of life It's so long like spins of a dice I don't pack strife, but don't step like a victim See mad kids get caught up in the system All I know Is what a feel in my heart These fake knuckleheads need to go back to start And Life gets hard Some get scarred I'll be elevating representing with the stars On my own in my room where these thoughts get deep Nowadays I ain't scared of the repear Everyone deceased but I don't wanna live with the beast Rock the microphone as time slides like grease Through the ups and the downs, the lows and the highs Living life like the sun, so, I have to rise Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset) Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset) Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset) Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset) I feel the stress of the world run through my chemistry See the whole universes divine heresy Sporting fresh 'did as as I'm walking through the night And the type stuff these MCs don't like I shed light, shine like a crystal B-boy for life Rip through your lyrical tissue Many eyes Are glazed with visions of splendour Roll like Shirley Basset, wanna be a big spender But my agenda is to keep this true These beats got me (???) when life gets blue Sands of deception Waterfalls of time Mysteries of life, freestyles of the shrine When I shine You third eye shall see I start to see my whole destiny Voice speak to me from long gone Jedi knights Thoughts take fight to astronomic heights Rise Sunrise (sunrise), sunset (sunset) (Sunrise, sunset) Sunrise (sunrise), sunset (sunset) (Sunrise, sunset) Sunrise (sunset) I'm threatened with the curse of mortal silence And if I'm going down, right now I drop the science See misguidance in these MCs Wackness is a desease and I got the remedies Rock the illest breaks wearing fat laced Pumas Spread the underground with simple rumors It's like tumours in your head Grow slow, the it kills you Whack MCs, I'm not in your lyrical view Blowing up spots at second-hand record shops Get odd looks as I buy strange plastic Little did they know I flip sample mathematic The busted loop expert Scratches and crackles But when it goes down its mad nice like (???) Every time I grab the mic I put my soul on the line So if you ain't ready, rubewoy, you best decline Uff selling out, uff these MCs Hold it down like books Plus no diggity III Jedi Coming for you mic wuss is Heads can't take this like Superman and Lois's Rise Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset) Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset) Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset) Sunrise, sunset (Sunrise, sunset) Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset Sunset Sunrise Sunrise Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset