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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deacon Reese Phillippe
Deacon Reese Phillippe
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Oscar Viken Cellura
Oscar Viken Cellura
Songwriter
Deacon Reese Phillippe
Deacon Reese Phillippe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oscar Viken Cellura
Oscar Viken Cellura
Producer
Deacon Reese Phillippe
Deacon Reese Phillippe
Producer

Lyrics

I'ma rip these visions Like it's religious, yeah Wake up, it's the time now? Wake up, it's the time now? Digging through another mine now Who's with me or behind now? I done raised in the west (west) The sun shines on the east (east) You can't worry 'bout the rest They can't keep me in between Oh, look at the beam now Look at the lights out I done got righteous now (right now) I need a mic to get out my thoughts, it's all in my life Let out the smoke, you can't control, cover my eyes I'm speaking my truth Tryna light up the room Light up the match I don't need stats Bring out the broom Tell me the truth Is your shit on tune? I'm wanna elevate every mind I'm pushing the view And I know you see But I don't wanna go just to follow leads The papers turn a round, and they're full of me But you cannot pick out what you wanna see I promise everything you know, it's all a lie And that shit's gon' come down, it's fallin' from the sky And when you sell your soul, I think you'll know the price Now everything I do, I would've done it twice Wake up, it's the time now Wake up, it's the time now Digging through another mind now Who's with me or behind now? I done raised in the west (west) The sun shines on the east (east) You can't worry 'bout the rest (rest) They can't keep me in between Oh, look at the beam now Look at the lights out I done got righteous now, uh I need a mic to get out my thoughts, it's all in my life Let out the smoke, you can't control, cover my eyes (The Ace is always High) Careful where you step, we on a mission Ace High up, we linkin' up, militia Music is my only true religion My eyesight ain't the best, but I got vision (yeah, yeah) And I've been up for a long time Walk the streets at night, it's my own mind Red-eye on the flight, that shit all night Put the pen to paper bring it all to life, all to life All to life You keep telling me that it's alright (it's alright) No, I ain't asking you to change lives I'm just asking you to leave mine And I said, "Hmm-mm-mm" And whether it's my first breath or my last one I just wanna, I just wanna see where I can go Where we can go Where I can go Do you know?
Writer(s): Deacon Reese Phillippe, Oscar Viken Cellura Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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