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lyrics

My Mama preached me stories of Anansi,
Thats why my story telling keep me on beat,
She said if you whisper,
they’ll Never hear you speak,
and lions will be forced to tell the story of the sheep,
Well,
I see the vision,
On the big screen
I prayed to god,
My necklace gleamed,
Inspiration from eclectic scenes,
Show that even though hell is hot,
Its grass gotta certain green,
I hope it,
Hit you as much as it hit my own,
Put faith in one man,
When he fall he’ll break through home
Crash through the ceiling,
Hanging my body out of the coop,
Hit my head crawling out of it,
Feel the knot on my roof,
Driving towards the sky,
What a view,
I look up,
And hope that you can see shit too,
I’ll tear it down,
If you raised up true,
This rapping shit gone get me through,
Writing,
Long live the flower that blooms from concrete,
Humming,
Long live the flower that blooms from concrete,
Nigga,
Long live the flower that blooms from concrete,
For everyone hopes they don’t speak,
Singing long live the flower that blooms from concrete,
Attached to the picture frame sitting on up the street,
Yelling,
Long live the flower that blooms from concrete,
For everyone prays they don’t speak,
Nigga,

I’m telling the stories,
The gods and the glory,
That young boy the villain?
Blame it on his circulatory,
Systematic pressures,
Fester in the back of his mind,
So now he sits all day,
Alleviating wings from spines,
Thinkin how he can put them on his,
Say what it is,
Nigga a man,
When he should be a kid,
Have the choir sing,
Heaven out the crib,
Raise those hands high, high above yo lid,
And shake them,
Sway them,
Throw them,
Right into the crowd,
Do this for the love
Congregation sing it out loud,
We preaching,
No soapbox,
He creeping,
Let’s hope not,
What sleeps in the sidewalks,
Eats up the whole block,
Long live the bloomer that can’t speak,
We pray for that flower choked up between concrete,
Cause looking up to the sky,
Is beautiful from the street,
But lurking up in those clouds,
Lies the bottom of feet,
Nigga,
Don’t get,
Stomped out

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from Anansi, Anansi b​/​w Wit These, released September 20, 2019

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