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letra de tony sparks - pharaoh santana

so much pressure put up on me
but i still maintain
tryna blow up as an artist
but keep my spirit the same
i swear you don’t really know me
if you don’t know my pain
i swear ima die a legend
they’ll remember my name
i love this music sh-t so much
it almost drive me insane
i been itching for my moment
feel like i’m trapped in cage
i’m just preparing for it
remember when they used to doubt me
now agents in the email talking
bout’ they tryna scout me
this sh-t funny ain’t it?
life feel like one big paradox
every time i level up
i can’t turn the awareness off
i see it all
swear everyday it’s getting clearer
take a look inside my eyes
then take a look up in the mirror
go and ask yourself
is my purpose really worth it?
do i really see the universe
and understand what earth is
that’s the ancient question
but the truth is better gone
that’s the foundation they used
so they could build the terror dome
but a tv in yo living room
to bring the terror home
can’t be the only one who sees it
but i’m feeling so alone
in this packed room
maybe i should fix my bad mood
maybe i should smoke more weed
live more life
and get some more tattoos
and forget about the brain washing
that good ol’ uncle sam do
they got put it on your shelf
like it’s some canned food
the land of the free went up for sale
now it’s the land of the heat, boy we in h-ll
this life hard but still i go
i got the wind under my feet
i can’t slow my roll
and i been looking
in the depths of my soul
i know i’m the only one
who could make me whole
this life hard but still i breathe
and keep my mind on the quest
cause it ain’t out my reach
no matter good or bad
i swear i feel so deep
and i put every feeling
in the words i speak
yeah
i gotta go
gotta go yeah
i gotta go
gotta go yeah
i gotta go
i gotta go
gotta go yeah

we rollin 5 deep in the hummer
chef d rollin blunts in the back seat
the way i been lifting the bar
you would think i was training with athletes
i never got time for a hater
i lapped em’
they thought they passed me
i
look down from the balcony
smoking one, feeling like i’m the great gatsby
i got a premonition
since 13 i seen the vision
i can’t talk it out
rather knock em’ out
i ain’t into split decisions
my daddy was a street solider
and my mommy was a piston
that’s the blood i got
that’s the reason why
i’m living how i’m living
let’s get it

- pharaoh santana

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