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letra de mind against time - b.c toronto

intro:
yeah
mjida you know i have to say “yeah”
chana lova, awuyeni u-stogie

verse 1:
it’s like i come alive at night the way i’m out for blood
now i’m savage i’m beast, mode is switched on
you can tell by the silence that i got ’em stunned
i guess i am my mama’s son after all
and i reflect on my life as it stares back
granpop’s once told me ’bout life traps, he said
put a price on your life you’ll know who got your back
and you will know who be hacking their knife in your back
i only look at the past to learn from its hazards
i started rapping and this just got bigger
a big up to n-ggas who moving emphatic
they bank on thеir hustle and bank up some figures
i know n-ggas saying it’s troublе in paradise
but it’s only when there’s trouble with a pair of dice
i’m sitting courtside thinking how i’ll play this life
i’m only asking god to shed a light
can’t sit in this darkness i’ll lose my sight
can’t sit and do nothing i’ll lose the fight
i pray that i go and the path is right
man i pray where i’m going the road has light
i put the pedal to the metal now i ain’t finna settle
i got that ambition i’m going for another level
i remember the first i got conflicted
i had that stevie wonder vision, and the world was shifting
the evil so persistent, prayers were resistent
soul demolition, demons strike in coalition
i was getting convicted, aunty cooking soul in the kitchen
taught prayers before bed, god zoned in an instant
heavy heart, it’s not hard to tell i’m a sinner
burden in ny heart, way too heavy to be lifted
how i feel everytime i be in my feelings
i could swear this is hard but i’m still in it
enough said, i gotta keep all this secret
laid my own bed, got a lot of sheets in it
nightmares bare, late nights, staring at my room ceiling
hide affection, man i gotta hide the weak in me
nowadays it don’t matter how you feel (ain’t no feeling)
only the r-rated sign make you real (it’sthe ‘dibas)
it’s what keeps you on the edge that make you feel (feel)
trust me it’s not living on the edge that make you heal (nah)
so i, i k!ll the bonds with my demons like i’m 007
going hard for these riches, like i’m elon in the waking
now imma blow on these n-ggas like this is the 9/11
bump your dome oh my n-gga if you feel like you awaken
soul rigormortus and i enforce this
i really am in distortion
my empathy’s now on e, spirit in forfeit
that’s the t at the table that you do not fork with
bridge:
yeah
what’s the price for a life in a city with no lights??
what’s the price to survive in this sin city style??
yo what’s the price to survive… it’s mind against time, yeah
b.c
(i’m still not done though… i got one more
final rap let’s go)

verse 2:
and i should start with my presidential speech
’cause my talent getting residential peak
told myself that i’m coming with the heat
apologies to christ but this one i had to preach
now listen to the murder of this beat, dawg
i pass that test, i passed as fit, huh
now look at how i’m bringing out the beat, but
my consciousness is rapper pascifist
stand fast on this beat, no de-feet (defeat)
steadfast on all my life’s feats
stare past on all my life’s defeats
my making for a king piece by piece
and all the views and likes it’s what y’all play for, it’s painful
can’t find the silver in your purple
still see the rain fall, what y’all even stand for
it’s the spark of this life gone awol
while the vision ain’t impaired the parables are imperative to getting on that pedastal, and relish at the merits
it was gon’ get get it now it’s getting it
the perish of parody on parity. yeah
b.c
it’s mind against time… it’s how fast we grow
just let it run dawg

- b c toronto

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