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letra de legacy "stayin' steady" - rico swavae

[verse 1: goldfurnace]
my rhyming ‘ish’ is not hereditary
every time i spit i’m reminded i’m the first in my family
it’s at times a gift others a curse it varies
like the life i live – life of a nineties kid

you can search the planet
but there is none alike to this
righteousness when i grant my words
you be taking words for granted

but every word is seed planted
exceed after my name is engraved on the grave granite

i’m p-ssing on rap batons to my boy, ‘rico’
he relay – how you running all your tracks, vito
we replay never running back though, wheelo!
we go forward
legacy on cords

ever seeing so broad
every key on the board
unlock my voice box for when you press record
all you need is faith and you can rest -ssured
no barometer but you can still feel the pressure bars

[chorus: goldfurnace]
from generation to generation
every nation
feel the penetration
the levy breaking
we steady pacing
meditation while we elevating
very patience
plenty patients
let these words be the medication
dedicated
to ‘the legacy’

[verse 2: rico swavae]
point of meditation
i came up the lowest common denominator pacing through words mc’s were delayed with
so much hatred for the bro who ate on bars, rapped on cords and received applauds for the things most can’t relate with
the way they rhyming now got me cautious, using scripture for extortion – dishing words with no accordance
i tell ‘em food for thought is my portion – and they envy me…
all i wanted was to give but made enemies
i got no friends of peace
so i run these streets with the fear that they’ll sentence me, solitary confinement
but through these bars i can set free, imagination – into sp-ce with galactic sp-ceship
turn the page so i can rearrange the statement (declaration)
with these words i’m raging
no way i’m p-ssing the opportunity to get this place loud, people live, party jumping…i gotta break out!
give ‘em truth cause they frontin’!

[verse 3: goldfurnace + rico swavae]
everybody’s got burdens can you carry your cross?
is my signal getting through or is the carrier lost?
imma get your ears fired like their career lost
and promote your state of mind like it married the boss

all won. defeats? none. you can never beat us – better be counting the cost, cause when you facing us, you steppin’ to; the tall and steady
we run race, living proof of beyond the grave, still spitting armageddon (what we tell em!)

what we tell em – got the false repelling
you wanna force the feelin’
its not natural like foster children
we take it farther like father figures – who visit their baby mamas and care enough to sponsor her livin’
(with his youngster)

of whom they render untouchable on the mic, never lost a battle to his challengers, and it’s almost like…little thoughts make him silent, as he prepares for lyrical violence, and to engage mind with demonic giant – david and goliath

legacy is all we settle for, rapping caricature, so it begins and so we are – compet-tors with none to challenge
sk!lled with the pad and pen it’s we to the m-sses!

- rico swavae

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