Soulilloquies - Harry Mack.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Harry McKenzie
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Goran Novaković
[00:03.594]Unh, c'mon, yeah, yeah, ah
[00:07.415]Yeah, ah, one two, one two, yuh
[00:11.950]You know what's goin' on, man!
[00:13.947]Turn your volume up!
[00:15.468]Listen, unh, listen, unh, c'mon, yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:20.548]Ayo, first things first, peace to the people
[00:23.336]Tappin' in every Friday to peep the Omegles
[00:25.859]Watch the Guerrillas and check the Behind the Bars
[00:28.448]They rockin' with me through and through, though we miles apart
[00:31.042]And I been grindin' hard to align my stars
[00:33.616]Hopin' the game holdin' my name in high regard
[00:36.207]I know it's comin', ask when, guess we soon to see
[00:39.260]Never sign the label deal, I'm buildin' my community
[00:41.869]'Cause I been sick for my whole life with the flow maneuvers
[00:44.896]Rappers only sick for a day, like a COVID booster
[00:47.169]Chokin' like virginous lungs smokin' hookah
[00:50.005]I remember havin' no money, felt like the brokest loser
[00:52.583]Took the past, flipped it, made it better like a dope producer
[00:55.133]And now, everything is goin' smoother
[00:57.196]It's 'bout progression 'cause I was stuck in a deep depression
[01:00.293]I made mistakes, had to heed the lessons
[01:02.637]So if you got plans to stop me, keep 'em hidden like a sneaky weapon
[01:05.773]Steppin' incorrect and I'll silence ya like a PP7
[01:08.106]Unh, rappers beg for mercy but I show 'em none
[01:11.193]Kill the game with one bar like a Golden Gun
[01:13.756]Thinkin' you can match my artistry, try me
[01:15.790]My brain hold a lot o' ammo like a RC-P90
[01:18.100]Unh, my verse skills and ability
[01:20.691]Prove if you stall, you get hit like First Kill in the Facility
[01:23.766]Level, I take y'all back to the 64 era
[01:26.102]Rappers runnin' scared, everything I spit is raw terror
[01:29.154]Naw, I'm playin', they know I'm all about smiles on faces
[01:32.254]Keepin' my inner child creative
[01:34.303]Leavin' crowds in wowed amazement
[01:36.322]And next year, it's goin' down, we gon' span miles like Davis
[01:39.675]That's a fact, unh, announcement comin' soon, stay tuned
[01:42.271]I think it's time these wack rap buffoons made room
[01:45.063]For iMack, the Steve Jobs of emceein' hard
[01:47.911]Step into my shop, I'm 'bout to drop another genius bar
[01:50.472]Got 'em lapped, top o' the year, they gon' be mad shook
[01:53.298]Want me for a feature but the problem is the Mack's booked
[01:55.612]Heh, I am the best, my fans attest
[01:58.423]I'ma leave you and your man impressed
[02:01.002]Lookin' in the mirror like, “Damn, I'm fresh!”
[02:03.578]I been doin' high-level work like a standin' desk
[02:06.185]Unh, that means the flow is upliftin'
[02:09.047]Rappers claim they got it, I'ma show 'em what's missin'
[02:11.389]Look inside my brain—in my dome, it's just visions
[02:14.214]Of us takin' over, you don't know, then just listen
[02:16.760]Stopped drinkin' IPAs but still smashin'
[02:19.357]'Cause I'm the infinite poetry assassin
[02:21.884]And my instrument properly adjusted
[02:24.479]I know the internet probably accustomed
[02:27.526]To off-top-everything, reaction-based content
[02:30.096]But as long as there's still places I haven't gone yet
[02:32.630]I'ma stay hungry, walk with me through the process
[02:35.199]Trust me, we gon' blow up soon, that's a bomb threat
[02:38.028]Raw, fresh lyrics keep bustin' speakers
[02:40.059]Kickin' my own style like custom sneakers
[02:42.914]From “Ye Rustic Inn” to crushin' theaters
[02:45.521]It's a wild feelin' when your fans rush to greet ya
[02:48.151]Yeah, insane flows when dude performs
[02:51.020]Keep it positive, stay dope, in truest form
[02:53.854]Even though I maintain hope all through the storm
[02:56.401]I ain't tryna claim it's all rainbows and unicorns
[02:59.226]Ain't tryna keep it cheery and erase tears
[03:01.768]'Cause honestly, my theory is “embrace fear”
[03:05.047]Lead my team to greatness, clearly ain't no fakes here
[03:07.326]Y'all just play-writin' but we serious as Shakespeare
[03:09.890]I'm goin' Hamlet, blood on my hands
[03:11.701]I fought my demons to the death for interruptin' my plans
[03:14.294]My first jam was about sweepin' dust in a pan
[03:16.853]Soulilloquies (Now I'm sweepin' the competition, they can't **** with me, man)
[03:19.940]Unh, when we was eatin' Lunchables, man
[03:22.521]Drawin' Vader 'n Jabba the Hutt with some crayons
[03:25.129]I was dreamin' of a bunch o' fans up in the stands
[03:27.696]I'm just glad haters ain't leave my dreams crushed into sand
[03:30.217]You know?! Unh, I daresay
[03:32.287]I been the goat since I's drummin' on my high chair tray
[03:34.835]Hours at a time, parents heard my snare play
[03:37.653]Now, I express myself through rhythm in my rare way
[03:40.512]You gotta love it, man, love to the fans that came through to build with me
[03:43.873]Last couple years had us movin' so resiliently
[03:46.447]Had my soul ill, are you feelin' me?
[03:48.507]Raw thoughts from the spirit, yo, these are my souliloquies
[03:51.639]What!