Silent Power by Young Solomon Lyrics
(Intro)
My face is on droop
My face is on frown
I can't even see
Burning eyes agree
Rap hypocrisy
(Verse 1)
Know my synapses are peeling back like the heater be
For you fake niggas i have no sympathy
Running through these petty streets like heal me please
God bless me upon my knees
Uppin gats in harmony
Harvard thats too far for me
And fuck this fake democracy
Id rather smoke a spliff and read the morning news
Obituary, mourning to
And these niggas on my tv corny too
Fucking politicians steady fake it through
Who are you to tell my people what to do
Just power through
(Verse 2)
Power, power
They need more
Fuck it what they said before
Bigger picture get ignored
Anakin with the force
They got a nigga divorced
They made lil ma a widow
And she lookin out her window
Hopin for some kinfolk
Or maybe just a pistol
Gonna let a little mac go knock tho
Might just get caught little petey pablo
Run a nigga for his jewels like the cops do
Ain't halloween but they still wear a costume
Consumed in media like most who
Absorb anything they attract to
And they judge a jail nigga for his tattoos
But they still got swastikas and long webs
Up on they head
And they stop a nigga for his dreads
That shits insane
All of these thoughts be cloggin my brain
Fuck all the teachers that thought im deranged
Dont wanna fuck bitch just give me some brain
I need the knowledge instead
So now im just running my bread
Duckin the feds
I got some problems a lot
That ain't gonna stop bitch ill pop
And im still smoking a lot
I got some pills that ill pop
Molly and tabs not a narc
I can still see in the dark
Grew on a nigga like Dart
Sailed across these melodies like bonaparte on the seven seas
And these bitches on these knees for me
But i said fuck that
Run a nigga for his check when he get that
Check a niggaa for the blunt when he hit that
And I'm still known as the nigga who spit raps
Fuck around on a beat get kickstand
Cover up these rap niggas like Nixon
I ain't drinking from the pot Donald piss in
He ain't with us and he dismiss the vision
Road of wishes number one
Just free my moms and free my sons
I ain't got none but here I'll say
I don't want em here no way
I don't wanna hear no way, yeah
(Outro)
Young solomon like young yaweh
Blessing on these niggas like kumbaya
Reckon it's the plagues like e x 3
Better call em down ‘fore I make history
I'm with the adversary, no bury the flow
You already know I gotta get it go
And what can you say you know I'm running away
I can't suffer the pain
My face is on droop
My face is on frown
I can't even see
Burning eyes agree
Rap hypocrisy
(Verse 1)
Know my synapses are peeling back like the heater be
For you fake niggas i have no sympathy
Running through these petty streets like heal me please
God bless me upon my knees
Uppin gats in harmony
Harvard thats too far for me
And fuck this fake democracy
Id rather smoke a spliff and read the morning news
Obituary, mourning to
And these niggas on my tv corny too
Fucking politicians steady fake it through
Who are you to tell my people what to do
Just power through
(Verse 2)
Power, power
They need more
Fuck it what they said before
Bigger picture get ignored
Anakin with the force
They got a nigga divorced
They made lil ma a widow
And she lookin out her window
Hopin for some kinfolk
Or maybe just a pistol
Gonna let a little mac go knock tho
Might just get caught little petey pablo
Run a nigga for his jewels like the cops do
Ain't halloween but they still wear a costume
Consumed in media like most who
Absorb anything they attract to
And they judge a jail nigga for his tattoos
But they still got swastikas and long webs
Up on they head
And they stop a nigga for his dreads
That shits insane
All of these thoughts be cloggin my brain
Fuck all the teachers that thought im deranged
Dont wanna fuck bitch just give me some brain
I need the knowledge instead
So now im just running my bread
Duckin the feds
I got some problems a lot
That ain't gonna stop bitch ill pop
And im still smoking a lot
I got some pills that ill pop
Molly and tabs not a narc
I can still see in the dark
Grew on a nigga like Dart
Sailed across these melodies like bonaparte on the seven seas
And these bitches on these knees for me
But i said fuck that
Run a nigga for his check when he get that
Check a niggaa for the blunt when he hit that
And I'm still known as the nigga who spit raps
Fuck around on a beat get kickstand
Cover up these rap niggas like Nixon
I ain't drinking from the pot Donald piss in
He ain't with us and he dismiss the vision
Road of wishes number one
Just free my moms and free my sons
I ain't got none but here I'll say
I don't want em here no way
I don't wanna hear no way, yeah
(Outro)
Young solomon like young yaweh
Blessing on these niggas like kumbaya
Reckon it's the plagues like e x 3
Better call em down ‘fore I make history
I'm with the adversary, no bury the flow
You already know I gotta get it go
And what can you say you know I'm running away
I can't suffer the pain