Versetile the Prodigy - Polished Believer Lyrics

Yeah
I pray for them all to believe in me
I hope for the end that you listen
Toked it to mix out the nitwits
Soap so fresh like my best dressed
Casual to match if you test Less
Mess on the floor from they best stretched
Send the runner back
Or just pass the ball
Bag in hand and the anvil launched
Don't let it land on your head
It's heavy
Keep it going keep it going revving
Reap it slow
Or Reap and sow steady
Heave and ho
Sweep the boat netty
From the fro' into the stowed shed even
Why don't they give me respect I've earned
I have made sure ain't no bridges burned
They still believe the things not confirmed
I have discerned from what's not deserved
How can I tell you what I deserve
I don't do dirt I am not a worm
I wanna live but don't like to work
Still you see me in my button-up shirt
For the youth and the right amount of cash
I will do few laps across the world
On the path that I started
Do the math don't need Harvard
I got knowledge if you starving
Just the beginning of harvest
What is you talking about
Ra got the books for your house
Ra is so dope with the words
He got the kush for your mouth
Made some notes took them all down
With a bush And a bulldozer just for the doubt
I bully the haters evading The way that I slain
So Much danger on page
Not a word of some hateful degrading
Just anger and waiting
But no hesitation to fade them
I'm anxious to make you see language
I'm stable and sure you'll be vanquished
I'm trying to bring it out tame then
No f*ck it I'm tired of waiting
Seen old girl smile I start waving
She craving the days when I took her off pavement
Now I am the surgeon
I'm not just a patient
I'm severing anything that's in my way
What's with the drama?
I'm trying to be
My baby mama ain't tired of me
Cheers to the glasses
I'm trying to see
I'm reading it over
It's Instant defeat
And that's what my foes are not trying to read
That's why the flows I provide are elite
I have seen stress I've seen danger mistreatment
That's how I'm more than a quiet retreat
And I need to bring it back then
With a backflip and an ax man tryna stab him
When a secret wall that I stand in
So the guy chasing thinks I vanished
Then I return and they panic
Now I plot twists
I'm the ax man
Do my own stunts
Ain't no stand-ins
I got vision
I be jamming
Damn it no wonder they panic
Forget it man I understand it
I'm too much for mofos to handle
I look in the mirror and don't wanna battle myself
Got it all handled with a large paddle
I'm a tall cattle and a star
Shoutout til the bars rattle
I am more ammo
Like uhn
I pray for them all to believe in me
I hope for the end that you listen
Told them to mix out the nitwits
Soap so fresh like my best dressed
Casual to match if you test less
Mess On the floor from the best stretched
Center on the back or just pass the ball
Bag in hand and the anvil launched
Don't let it land on your head it's heavy
Keep it going keep it going revving
Weeping slower reaping so steady
Heave and ho and sweep the boat netty
From the fro into the stowed shed even
Got it all handled with a large paddle
I'm a tall cattle and a star
Shoutout til the bars rattle
I am more ammo
Like uhn
It's hard to give myself credit when I let so much pile up
Feelings on hazardous
I held it all miles up
Late teen day dreams
It all gets childish
Wanting just one love to say it's worthwhile
What was I thinking?
We should've just been friends
But now my vision to you are me envisioning him
I was so damn mad
I could've broke his ribs
It ain't a lie
I'm a bit sorry to the kid
We were just living our lives
Some things made me wanna cry
And all that anger inside
Began to take over my mind
I aimed my violence at the guy
It was wrong
But don't think it undeserved
I just added some extra on
Back to reality
The struggles that I'm battling
Black casket casualty rates are through the roof
Zapped of vitality
My little sibling's passion rings
Bells to the tower of my mind as it reboots
Constant giving lessons but less than great professions
These days Postmates is all that pays me for truth
Baby on the way but I'm not scared any day
I'm here for the little one in your stomach
I'm here for you
And rockabye rockabye when you can't get sleep
Imagine the stars in the sky gone and count them sheep
Little one you know
I'm always here to hold you when you're weak
To the child of Raushon from the child of Sideeq and Shauntell
Willie and Ayesha.
Let me treat you to some game
Don't ever bite the hand that's meant to feed ya
From beginning I'mma free you from those shackles they align us with
While changing several diapers
To cleaning out your sinuses
Some things that I can say because you're my own kid
But I will never
Forget the lioness
Holy Melanc Mama Sita
I do see ya in the rear view
I hold my head to think
Not to stop myself from hearing you
I'm trying to get it too
You know we trying to get those deep pockets
I speak hot shit to keep talking
To give y'all something to lean on
But I'm a dreamer
And they hate dreams
I'm a cleaner
They can't clean
I'm flipping and tripping
I stare at the sea
Cryptic and physically bearing the beat
I'm birthing this shit like the chess type of queen
I'm holding it high like Mufasa
Disney goes
A hero for the negroes
And we woke
But consciousness ain't gon' save ya
If they're only good for the savior
The love they're giving is fake love
I want you natural no makeup
So let's make love
Let's make love
And music is love music is love music is love music is love
Bring it all back real tactful
I do this shit for my black folk
Yes I would love me some cash flow
My baby gone get what I ask for
No beggar I'm taking it all
I'm better as a marathon
You listening now carry on
I'm holding the crown in my palms
I'm fine as a match you don't need the throne
Targeting mine what them demons on
You know at the top is what we meant for
So please tell me what are you waiting for
What are you waiting for
And music is love music is love music is love music is love
The best of the message the precipice
Always on excellence that ain't gon' never end
A Texan from west end of country
With name from the heavens and ten past eleven in
The letters it's three of them each one got seven
Seven times three makes it evident
Relevant sentiment if you need help
Then that's matter that settles in
Passion is classic be accurate
Task is a paragraph pass the kids
They make them dance with a crash and mix
Energy with what the matter is
Too many feel like a masochist
Some of you actually slash their wrist
We should take care not to pass them with
Carelessness
Or even classlessness
Say what you mean and mean what you say
Think how to love and not how to hate
Remember have fun and let's celebrate
When you compete just don't degradate
And music is love music is love music is love music is love
And music is love music is love music is love music is love
And music is love music is love music is love music is love
And music is love music is love music is love music is love