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The Calling

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Verse One – Pressure For many years I was seeking asylum, in the bleakest environments, Rhyme possessed me, while many started speaking retirement, So as I rose they all fell in the fashion of yelling and trashing, For what it’s worth there was no quelling the passion, Their love was dead, I was writing papes but getting fuck all said, So I polished my shit until my knuckles bled, Treading thin ice and all I caught were chills, Sacrifices were appetisers, mics instead of meals, This hand was mine, so I played it until I made it expand my mind, And burned my name into the sands of time, Then rhyme gave me strength to less avail, Got used to these backstabbers, so now I sleep on a bed of nails, I never fail, but turning tides are moving too slow, I swam the depths of every ocean just to prove I could flow, So from the cradle to the grave, turntable to Holy Father, I swear I didn’t slit my wrists I got the hip-hop stigmata. You got to pray to hip-hop almighty, We bless the microphone nightly, Open up the lyric from inside me, It’s our calling that’s why we say, You got to pray to hip-hop almighty, We bless the microphone nightly, Open up the lyric from inside me, It’s our calling that’s why we say... Verse Two – Suffa This be calling, we could never be fake, Thanks to hip-hop I got a bed in every state, And without it I’d roam the city with no purpose, Without the underground I’m a clown without circus, I flip verses, you feeling me, abilities, My currency with which I buy credibility, Facilities were built, just to be torn down, Till the wheels fall off, and my


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