Tonalità: E minor
Verse 1
Em
Yo, yo, lyrics,
somebody want lyrics you can feel
I reproduce the truth,
Am
Em
I reinvent the wheel
Introduce the youth to music
Am
Em
Beautiful gift to up lift
Am
Em
for those who would choose it
I refuse to abuse the ears of my peers
Am
Em
I'm enthused by the crews
who don't bow down to fear
Year after year, I pour out
the very essence of my soul
It unfolds in the form of
a literary work of art
And my motto is ignore the charts
Am
Em
Cause I stop the music
Am
Em
to hear God whisper in the wind
I'm wishing I could be a kid again
But still got the fire of a new breed
I bleed for what I believe
Wanna be rich,
but I can't concede it, man
Am
Em
Wanna make hits, but I can't believe
What they sayin' it's gon' take
to make it in this industry
Many a man in my ministry
is fallin' from his calling
due to that all purpose
burning desire for balling
but a forfeit diamonds and gold
Am
just to share with the world
the greatest story ever told
Em
if that makes me underground and so be it
I'm free from it I don't need it
I'll proceed with an army of soldiers
marching to the drum
Am
I represent the Lord
Em
and I represent where I'm from
not from radio not from video
I'm free to the heart fighting for the
Am
Em
freedom of the underground
Am
Em
I spoke the truth where nobody else could
I can't sell my soul, the the word
Am
Em
I can't lose myself, the love, the art
Am
I'm for the freedom of
Em
the underground
You think I spoke the truth
when nobody else did?
It's been too many years to stop now
How you gonna claim
the underground?
I ain't seen you around
I don't recognize your face,
but I recognize your style
I've heard yours before,
but it's only half as raw
You hear that knock at your door
The fatal response
to all your little questions
and taunts
You can push if you want,
but my ankles is anchored
20 feet deep
I ain't as soft as you thought,
homie, now peak
We keep in touch with the streets
and keep on touching the beats
And keep touching the weak,
cause they got nothing we need
And when we exchange heat,
we only bleed when we gotta bleed
Every man must concede,
Am
Em
you can't con ceive what we gotta see
You wanna get with this,
but you probably got a better chance
Wasting a dollar, playing the lottery
All my clientele is hurting,
going through hell
And in the true underground,
you gotta know that's hurt well
Not from radio, the beats, the rhymes
Not from video, the streets, the art
I'm fighting for the freedom
of the underground
Am
Em
I spoke the truth when nobody else would
I can't sell my soul, the truth, the word
Am
Em
I can't lose a cent, the love, the art
I'm fighting for the freedom
of the underground
I spoke the truth when nobody else would
I spoke the truth when nobody else would
I spoke the truth when nobody else would
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