DESCRIPTION:
STREET LIGHT - Immortal (Official Music Video)
Taken From STREET LIGHT's New Album - Run for Your Life
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This track was produced by P.SOUL - https://www.youtube.com/user/Poeticsoul88

Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
I am immortal in the truest form.
Riding on a slave ship
Navigating through the storm
Prince on the bass when
Dizzy get busy, blew the horn
Still, he at the pinnacle, when my physical moving on.

Heart of Martin Luther, take em' back into the future, but I'm rapping like I'm Malcolm.
And the outcome is the shooter from the balcony where they're about to sing a Hallelujah, praise Jesus, we don't need this alchemy or Kamasutra.

Promised acres, take an inch and aggravate the ruler.
Still, I graduate and Window shop for Apple made computers. Yea.
Calculate statistics and sample bullet ballistics to aggregate all the rumors through agitated consumers.

I know you had to sail us right before you tried to sell us
First a ship and then a whip
So I ain't sold on what you tell us. Uh.
I'm about to take the reigns over
Just so when they reign's over, they can't even rain over the umbrellas..

(Verse 2)
And then we landed.. And when we landed, they had branded brothers from another planet.
Smallpox blanket make us take the cold for granted
Gold finger roll, everything they lay up underhanded.

Clap for Andrew Jackson, baby, ain't nobody cold as you.
Carry me with Cherokee or bury me Lakota-Sioux
European pest solution, retribution overdue
Execution. All the sweat you losing cuz you know it's true.

Hate on what we make until you culturally appropriate it.
Profit from the projects when you find a way to imitate it
This is God-given, while I'm living only He can take it
Holy Ghost, I spit Jehovah flow up in my homie's basement

I know the Bible tell me turn the other cheek
But I get real protective when I watch my little brothers sleep
I want to live in perfect harmony
Even when it's hard, but you gon need more than weapons if you ever try to target me

You gone need the whole armory
And still deal with God if you ever try to start with me
So whoever take a shot me is captured reel quick and I talking bout photography

(Verse 3)
Tell Donald Trump that we ain't hearing it
And we ain't fearing it.
I seen God intervene as I shift between pyramids
Who knew in 2016, rap would need lyricists?
They laughed at me, feeling it's actually mean-spirited

It's battle music. And if the rap rhymes, that'll do it. Arguing on Twitter with the black lives matter movement. To your friends, call me nigga
But you know I'm not as stupid as you try to make us
And in the language you not as fluent

I am the poet- laureate of the time
No glory yet for the rhymes, before we get into prime,
Y'all witness. The end of the game and it's all business at the gates of Hell, you playing yourselves like a scrimmage.