Heatwave-Raphi/Rosario Ortega

歌手 : Raphi / Rosario Ortega

专辑 : Cali Quake

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:42

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TXT Heatwave-Raphi/Rosario Ortega 文本歌词

Heatwave - Raphi/Rosario Ortega

A yo the road I travel is full

Of hard times and hard rhymes

Lost souls with strong minds

Visionaries have gone blind

Politicians that love crime

Missionaries missed the warning signs

On this road I travel

I had the long nights with tears

God whispered to me have no fear

I'm perfecting the path

Putting pieces of the puzzle together

You and the rats won't struggle forever

On this road I travel

I heard the drums bang in the slums

While the hustlers be bangin they guns

And the poor they just begging for crumbs

Some preachers still begging for funds

Outsiders catch a vibe when they come

On this road I travel

Mysteries unravel

Cases get caught by the thunder of the judges gavel

From nine months to nine years

Sometimes my only peace is the pen

And the poetry of my peers

Yo it's like a heat wave

Beats Blaze

We write to the rhythm the street plays

We told you pray for the morning

But you didn't heed the warning

Yo it's like a sound storm

Crowds swarm

We got them worried from the bury to California

Prayin for the morning

But you didn't heed the warning

They call me Raphi shock stopper

Lightning bolt blocker

I'm a grown up

Blown up head bubble popper

Tightrope walker

Not the typical belly flopper in a record pool

I say "Don't play doormat "

Get your back up off the floor

And act like it's your crib

Flip the script and steal the show

Grand theft ad lib

I'm a hybrid wiz kid amid the greats

Shoveling through record crates

And I got what it takes

Don't wanna babble

I want to be the one who educates with class

Speak a lesson quick

Fast enough to give you whiplash

You're still throwing out that lip trash

Now you're about to crash

From cell blocks to bell rocks

My clientele jocks

So ask any one of the many what they thought

There will not be those who left untuned

Some diss some jock

Some listen some talk

But all of them felt something about the groove

That proves that I'm certified top notch

A West sider knight writer

I ain't a baywatch

Yo it's like a heat wave

Beats Blaze

We write to the rhythm the street plays

We told you pray for the morning

But you didn't heed the warning

Yo it's like a sound storm

Crowds swarm

We got them worried from the bury to California

Prayin for the morning but you didn't heed the warning

I write rhymes to the lights of the city

While I'm floating down the freeway

Inhaling dirt through my lungs push auto replay

Words are coming at the speed of sound

Cali quakes when Big Shame and

This kid from New Breed's in town

And the world feel the after shock for all them cats

That forgot we make the planet rock

It's lonely at the top that's why we came with the clan

We knew from Tunnel Vision

That we had the master plan

It seems to me that a responsibility's on my back

To bring back a respect for this art

So we do it from the heart

That way a light can shine

Plus I rhyme to find some kind

Of divine vent for my rage

This cage-like white rage might seem suitable

Heinous crime for a dangerous mind isn't do-able

So kid got a beautiful floweth over my cup

From Mission Park to Cali

Quakin' forever shakin' it up

Yo it's like a heat wave

Beats Blaze

We write to the rhythm the street plays

We told you pray for the morning

But you didn't heed the warning

Yo it's like a sound storm

Crowds swarm

We got them worried from the bury to California

Prayin for the morning

But you didn't heed the warning

Shakin' it up