Versuri 08. Moment of Clarity

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah 
Turn the music up, turn the lights down, I'm in my zone 
 
Thank God for grantin' me this moment of clarity 
This moment of honesty, the world'll feel my truths 
Through my hard knock life time, my gift and the curse 
I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths 
 
I built the dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out 
Way beyond a reasonable doubt, you all can't fill my shoes 
From my blueprint beginnings to that black album endin' 
Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths 
 
When pop died, didn't cry, didn't know him that well 
Between him doin' heroin and me doin' crack sales 
With that in the egg shell standin' at the tabernacle 
Rather the church pretendin to be hurt, wouldn't work 
So a smirk was all on my face 
Like damn that mans face is just like my face 
 
So pop I forgive you for all the shit that I live through 
It wasn't all your fault, homie you got caught 
And to the same game I fault that Uncle Ray lost 
My big brothers and so many others I saw 
I'm just glad we got to see each other 
Talk and re-meet each other, save a place in Heaven 
Till the next time we meet forever 
 
Thank God for grantin' me this moment of clarity 
This moment of honesty, the world'll feel my truths 
Through my hard knock life time, my gift and the curse 
I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths 
 
I built the dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out 
Way beyond a reasonable doubt, you all can't fill my shoes 
From my blueprint beginnings to that black album endin' 
Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths 
 
The music business hate me 'cause the industry ain't make me 
Hustlers and boosters embrace me and the music I be makin' 
I dumb down for my audience and double my dollars 
They criticize me for it yet they all yell, "Holla" 
If skills sold, truth be told, I'd probably be lyricly Talib Kweli 
Truthfully, I wanna rhyme like common sense 
But I did five mil, I ain't been rhymin' like common since 
 
When your sense got that much in common 
And you been hustlin' since your inception, fuck perception 
Go with what makes sense since I know what I'm up against 
We as rappers must decide what's most important 
And I can't help the poor if I'm one of them 
So I got rich and gave back to me that's the win, win 
So the next time you see the homie and his rims spin 
Just know my mind is workin' just like them, the rims that is 
 
Thank God for grantin' me this moment of clarity 
This moment of honesty, the world'll feel my truths 
Through my hard knock life time, my gift and the curse 
I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths 
 
I built the dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out 
Way beyond a reasonable doubt, you all can't fill my shoes 
From my blueprint beginnings to that black album endin' 
Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths 
 
My homie Sigel's on a tier where no tears should fall 
'Cause he was on the block where no squares get off 
See in my inner circle all we do is ball 
Till we all got triangles on our wall 
He ain't just rappin' for the platinum you all record, I recall 
'Cause I really been there before 
Four scores and seven years ago, prepared to flow, prepare for war 
 
I shall fear no man, you don't hear me though 
These words ain't just paired to go 
In one ear out the other ear, no 
Yo, my balls and my word is all's I have 
What you gonna do to me, nigga scars'll scab 
What you gonna box me, homie, I can dodge and jab 
Three shots couldn't touch me, thank god for that 
I'm strong enough to carry Biggie Smalls on my back 
And the whole BK, nigga holla back 
 
Thank God for grantin' me this moment of clarity 
This moment of honesty, the world'll feel my truths 
Through my hard knock life time, my gift and the curse 
I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths 
 
I built the dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out 
Way beyond a reasonable doubt, you all can't fill my shoes 
From my blueprint beginnings to that black album endin' 
Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths