The Harvest Songtext
von Parris

Yeah look you should hold thy air
Brace yourself you ain′t ready for the soul I bare
Ancient wealth never sell it for the hoes Montclair
And them diamond chains you see dog we not the same
I shouldn't even let you step in my oxygen
Poppin off and I ain′t pop the Jamie
A dangerous angry
No if ands buts or maybes
Ima take you where your saviors gates be
If shit gets shaky
And homie I ain't on no shaman shit
But my intuition says
Your future got Parkinson's
Cause between us I′ll be livin it up
World ain′t big enough both we tried to divi it up
Greed took over your needs you ate our dinners for lunch
And burned the books for breakfast
Was lost in these sections
My freedom came when I stopped giving a uh
Its so bad we gotta ask if we privileged or what


A million dollars and a pad what's the difference from huts
When niggas is tucked
Way below the pyramids nuts
Ironic we come with the hot shit ridiculous touch
Divinity whisper we ain′t the frivolous bunch
Somehow I believe it
Next cycle look scenic
Underneath all the grievance
Consider this treason
Celebrating this evening
Its a new season huh
And I thought about leaving
But couldn't run from the weight on me
I′m Rock Lee no hand signs could take on these
Jockeys but I preciate you praying for me
My Tribe be's the answer that′s my take on it
I'll probably die on the mission today homie
Don't make me go there
Kamikaze baby oh yea
Don′t follow my league unless it′s code red
I got the power of sea and I'm just gettin my toes wet
I′m just coasting
Lights cameras bombs on your head
Cause between us I'll be living it up

This world ain′t big enough for both we tried to divi it up
Greed took over your needs you ate our dinners for lunch
I'm sick of it huh
Tossing you a mirror to munch
As clear as it comes
Karma caught you slipping a bunch
I wish you a much
So any last words before this cylinder bust

Look I′m the next king on the radar
Plotted this since my labor
Doing you all a favor
Call me the rappers Adolf
Bout to just drop a A-bomb
Bitch I don't want no neighbors
Promise I'm ill as they come
Split your wig like AR
You should just hold your day job
If you claim you got a bar
Nigga I don′t a fuck
Bout how legend that they are

Huh look y′all niggas trippin
Why angels gotta die to make y'all niggas chip in
It seems it ain′t enough our people down in the trenches
Smoking weed sippin lean to cope with power mechanism
On me you gon plead you gon drown drippings
Oowee I'ma click baow a nigga

Dont make me go there
Kamikaze baby oh yea
Follow my league you′ll peep I bare
The power of 10 seas and haven't even gotten a toe wet
I′m just coasting
Lights camera bombs on your head
Bombs on your head
Bombs on your head