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THE DEFINITIVE PRAYER

Skyzoo

Directed by Kenneth Price

The Great Debater

IWWMG / JAMLA

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2011

Lyrics:

As soon as the drum rolls I'm picturing unloads,

I'm picturing one show that gives them an unclosed

description of one grown, and witnessing son grown,

"that boy good, and to the greats, he the one chose",

as soon as the horns lift, I picture the cautious

becoming beyond it from fear of the lost sense,

I'm picturing all them that said he was awesome

retracting their talking for fear an endorsement

may seal up their coffin, hammer to the nail,

metal to metal but he's just planning to prevail,

ghetto to ghetto they say he handle what they rail,

echo the echoes, and if he handle what they rail,

he's never been settled so if your handling is frail,

he let go the legos and tell you "catch 'em if you will",

you catch like D-Will, well and good, have you riding for your team,

until you find out you traded off the bottom of your screen,

like "let me find out", gave it every line of what I be,

until the time's out, and this shit is just not what it should be,

so every glock that ever leans and every shot that ever leaves

from off the top of where that beam is red dotting where you breathe

is in a box apparently waiting out to hear from me,

they wait aloud to hear the screams and they about whatever needs,

and their hearing's well and good so if they think they heard a call,

they tryna hop outta that box and make you sing the words along,

serenades warrant hearing aids, ringing murder ones,

blue and whites move alike if they should think they heard a drum,

and they justifying justice, pulling triggers for the cause,

I got a big enough applause off the strength of the allure,

saying this is what it was, well if this is what becomes,

then I became what they paint as the picture never hung,

I became what they made as a glimpse of what was won,

the W's at The W, spilling off the hum,

the one to do what they wanna do, in it for the run,

'til the tape's broke in half and I'm praised off of laps,

call it A-side B-side, tape broke in half,

and my A-side B-side was made to be exact,

no 40 dollar replicas but all of my etcetera's

exemplified the inner sides of all that my forever does,

live or die, get us by, bigger signs, better runs,

bigger rides, get inside, visualize what never comes,

minimized inner highs, Phyllis Hy', level one,

staring at a page and a pill with a heavy tongue,

say that I amaze but I still feel forever young,

heavy is the fade that should fill that New Era son,

imagine it in front of you, like packages that wanna move,

so much so that they react without you running to,

so running towards is all that you in it for,

all the stones in that crown is all that it really was,

all them stones on the ground is all that you penning off,

from the pitching to the ditching, its more than they get to pump,

so chorus them for the trunk, meaning sing for the drive,

I'm still the peddlers theme, they say I sing for the drive,

now bring in the reprise, and let the beat breathe,

I'll let you comb through the poem and what's beneath these,

I'm on my throne, pewter foams and the seat reads,

that "you should know you alone is what the need needs",

so on the low I know the code & how to debrief,

but on the low I know the dough is where belief be,

so all of my encouragement is pointed on hurrying,

'cause getting it don't mean that you got it, so we gonn' hurry this,

and get it until each of us got it, you say you listening,

I hope that when I speak in these pockets you get the gist of it,

they open off of me in them boxes where they be signaling

like "we see them a block away, so put all of that stock away!",

I come through, windows off, still knocking Rae',

the Hilfiger version, and I feel I'm in its purpose,

so I wheeled 'em where the words is, pedal to the predicate,

for the love of money baby, decimals is delicate,

for the love of money baby, settling we never did,

they can't fuck with where this effort is,

see if I told you everything I ever wanted to say,

you'd either nobel prize me or scurry away,

and that nobel prize seat?, I'm one up away,

"A Dream Deferred" will chauffeur me to one of them thaigs,

either a plaque or a stat or a ribbon that's attached

to a gold plated Alfred, in-scripted through the back,

homey this shit is a wrap, if you was bitching in the past,

the future is more looted, baby get it how you ask,

the truest to walk through it, so whoever yall spewing

to be that guy back slides, I fountain pen baptize,

the same shit that I was with, I'm still in that mind,

so never mind who on that side

Comments

9 years ago

Luis Cabral Sitoe

sick flow, this guys is really gifted

9 years ago

skillztube

One of the most slept on underground MC's....Period. Sky is a fuckin beast on da mic and he just ripped this track a new asshole. It's a shame the mainstream masses have no clue about him. 

9 years ago

ROXX XTEADY

gotta respect when the lyrics are included

9 years ago

Malik Watkins

BLACKED OUT.

10 years ago

Yakov Hadash

As soon as the drum rolls I'm picturing unloads,I'm picturing one show that gives them an uncloseddescription of one grown, and witnessing son grown,"that boy good, and to the greats, he the one chose",as soon as the horns lift, I picture the cautiousbecoming beyond it from fear of the lost sense,I'm picturing all them that said he was awesomeretracting their talking for fear an endorsementmay seal up their coffin, hammer to the nail,metal to metal but he's just planning to prevail,ghetto to ghetto they say he handle what they rail,echo the echoes, and if he handle what they rail,he's never been settled so if your handling is frail,he let go the legos and tell you "catch 'em if you will",you catch like D-Will, well and good, have you riding for your team,until you find out you traded off the bottom of your screen,like "let me find out", gave it every line of what I be,until the time's out, and this shit is just not what it should be,so every glock that ever leans and every shot that ever leavesfrom off the top of where that beam is red dotting where you breatheis in a box apparently waiting out to hear from me,they wait aloud to hear the screams and they about whatever needs,and their hearing's well and good so if they think they heard a call,they tryna hop outta that box and make you sing the words along,serenades warrant hearing aids, ringing murder ones,blue and whites move alike if they should think they heard a drum,and they justifying justice, pulling triggers for the cause,I got a big enough applause off the strength of the allure,saying this is what it was, well if this is what becomes,then I became what they paint as the picture never hung,I became what they made as a glimpse of what was won,the W's at The W, spilling off the hum,the one to do what they wanna do, in it for the run,'til the tape's broke in half and I'm praised off of laps,call it A-side B-side, tape broke in half,and my A-side B-side was made to be exact,no 40 dollar replicas but all of my etcetera'sexemplified the inner sides of all that my forever does,live or die, get us by, bigger signs, better runs,bigger rides, get inside, visualize what never comes,minimized inner highs, Phyllis Hy', level one,staring at a page and a pill with a heavy tongue,say that I amaze but I still feel forever young,heavy is the fade that should fill that New Era son,imagine it in front of you, like packages that wanna move,so much so that they react without you running to,so running towards is all that you in it for,all the stones in that crown is all that it really was,all them stones on the ground is all that you penning off,from the pitching to the ditching, its more than they get to pump,so chorus them for the trunk, meaning sing for the drive,I'm still the peddlers theme, they say I sing for the drive,now bring in the reprise, and let the beat breathe,I'll let you comb through the poem and what's beneath these,I'm on my throne, Pewter Foams and the seat reads,that "you should know you alone is what the need needs",so on the low I know the code & how to debrief,but on the low I know the dough is where belief be,so all of my encouragement is pointed on hurrying,'cause getting it don't mean that you got it, so we gonn' hurry this,and get it until each of us got it, you say you listening,I hope that when I speak in these pockets you get the gist of it,they open off of me in them boxes where they be signalinglike "we see them a block away, so put all of that stock away!",I come through, windows off, still knocking Rae',the Hilfiger version, and I feel I'm in its purpose,so I wheeled 'em where the words is, pedal to the predicate,for the love of money baby, decimals is delicate,for the love of money baby, settling we never did,they can't fuck with where this effort is,see if I told you everything I ever wanted to say,you'd either nobel prize me or scurry away,and that nobel prize seat?, I'm one up away,"A Dream Deferred" will chauffeur me to one of them thangs,either a plaque or a stat or a ribbon that's attachedto a gold plated Alfred, in-scripted through the back,homey this shit is a wrap, if you was bitching in the past,the future is more looted, baby get it how you ask,the truest to walk through it, so whoever yall spewingto be that guy back slides, I fountain pen baptize,the same shit that I was with, I'm still in that mind,so never mind who on that side...

10 years ago

Rishard Morgan

wow. this here is one of the songs you play when you telling somebody why you love hip hop. 

10 years ago

Michael Cobbs

Great stuff. Nice flow. 

10 years ago

Michael Cobbs

Did better than Lil Wayne & Kendrick 

10 years ago

Joy Mulumba

what just happened to my ears?

10 years ago

rock1800

let me know when you get it

10 years ago

Rahoul Saigal

And people say real hip hop is dead ..... It is if your looking to be spoon fed thru the radio or tv , but FAR from it if you go out and actually search for it.

10 years ago

Hollis2Hollywood

This sounds like the end of a Spike Lee movie. Incredible

10 years ago

izzyDbuzzin

I'm convinced that your up there in rap music. I feel dumb for not knowing this rapper existed. Dam... I need to get my shit together

10 years ago

MogulJuice Ndlovu

something by the best Mc in the world right now, Sir SGT aka Skyzoo!!

10 years ago

Hugo Santo

This is his best song imo. Too dope for the masses

11 years ago

90mv

Nah..but he's nice

11 years ago

Joshkour

Defnitive Can you define that

11 years ago

thegoldenhero

one of his best tracks

11 years ago

tahthedon

The future is more looted, get it how you ask. That's something to think about.

11 years ago

ilmatikindigo

Cali south beach i guess

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